In the past week one of my most beautiful, genuine, and amazing friends OF ALL TIME has 1) bought a house 2) gotten a job promotion and 3) gotten ENGAGED to the most amazing man. I really hate being on the other side of the world when my friends should get the biggest hugs/cheese platters ever. Love you forever and ever CN. You deserve everything the world has to offer.
Two fun things about this Buzzfeed quiz I just did:
1) I do live off DeKalb! Lol yay shitty website!
2) How politely they try to phrase that if you live off this stop you want to be a hipster but aren’t rich enough. Accurate.
From an Alexa to a Daisy: One Girl’s American Transformation.
Oh GOD what have they done?!?!
So it turns out I 100% care about very few things except my dog and family.
For the most part I keep thinking my transition back into Brisbane/Australia culture will be relatively smooth, but I think I’m kinda forgetting how basic my hometown is?
BRB enjoying my last month here by being always drunk, using public transport 24 hours a day, ordering waffles to my apartment because it’s raining, having bars open every night, having a deli literally across the road where I can get bacon & cream cheese bagels for $1.25, ordering sushi to my apartment at 10.30pm, buying beer in pharmacies, having coffee shops open all night, having $3 shot + PBR combos, being the only english speaking person in my subway car, running into famous people, getting tipped, being a subway ride away from literally anything I could I fantasise about, getting anything off the internet, having Netflix and Hulu Plus and HBOGo, getting movies first, people watching, bike riding in Central Park, stalking dog walkers, being anonymous, etc etc etc.
But I mean yeah, obviously the M7 Tunnel is my favourite thing about Brisbane.
Someone just sent me a dick pic and their Windows PC computer is in the background, so.
This could be us but you playin’.