Home sweet home

Gosh I am ready to go home. I forget how it can be boring here especially when I can't just go to my room and watch DVDs, which is something I do need to to less of. I'm just ready to be back in Tasmania where I guess I belong. That doesn't mean I want to be there forever but it's comforting and that's what I need right now. Only one more day and I'll be home again.

Tomorrow at 2pm I'm meeting Joyce for afternoon tea. I think it will be lovely. I also need to stop by Typo and get supplies for Uni. There are these cute books in a series about Little Red Riding Hood and they are adorable. I want to get a lot more from there and with the two maxi dresses I bought from Jay Jay's of all places I might need to mail some things back to myself as my luggage is already at the limit. I won't be able to squash anymore in without paying more. Then mum and dad and Jan and Fra and I can have a lovely chat about my next move ... to Melbourne!

Going to Melbourne should be less stressful because I will have people to lean on there so I just have to remember that and relax. That's my problem. Here in Sydney I've been trying to do too much myself although I haven't really, but just thinking about all that I'd have to do isn't what I want. I hope that I can find a place to live easy and not have to stress out too much. It needs to be simplified. I just want to get my diploma and get a good job then move to the UK for a while and hopefully find my future husband! Please!

It's way too hot here. I'm not coping very well with it I must say. I am definitely looking forward to being home and reassessing. I'm glad I have good roommates too. We don't talk much but they aren't too loud and usually turn the lights off when I want them to be. Good stuff. I'm definitely ready for bed.

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Mum just got back from the neighbours house [Phil & Jill are the couple and their daughters are Jacqui and Kirsten] and having a chat Joyce [the daughters' grandmother]. Joyce lives in Sydney and mum said she would like to see me over there. Mum didn't mention the possibility of staying with her while I find a house but I will be searching on the internet beforehand so hopefully I will have something almost lined up before I even get there. Staying in a backpackers for a week is close to a weeks rent. Not a fun way to start it. I have heard of a couch surfing website or something. I might check that out and see if there are any cheaper ways of living before I find a house. Joyce's friend mentioned that it's even hard to volunteer at the museums over there but that I can get a reference from the Maritime here and it might be easier to get into the Maritime museum over there. That is definitely an option to follow up on. Sydney is my biggest wish. Actually I think it's on par with getting married and starting a family. Both stem from Sydney or at least from my next big adventure.

I feel fat today. I look pregnant, as usual of late, and it's getting me down. I'm hanging with Andi tonight for drinks and want to feel elegant but we might be going to the Republic or the Alley Cat and they're very pub. I seriously look pregnant. I would love it if I were but I'm not and it's good that I'm not because I'm not married or with the love of my life and it's bad because I am tubby. I hate this.