blackphoenix

Oh! the shenanigans.

I'm loving being back at my old uni. I get to eat cupfuls of chillis, watch friends scull fish sauce and eat dog food, steal stuff (including street signs, flags, crucifixes and ninja turtle toys), pose nude in public places in the middle of winter, dress up in costumes designed for five year old boys and get my own handwriting permantly inked onto my ankle, so I will forever display the title of our student magazine. Can't wait til the next issue of the mag comes out, I've been promised the front page







In other news, I is off to Indonesia at the end of the year. Mummy's booked flights for the start of December. Unfortunately, my boss got the shits with me over this and told me I won't have a job to come back to if I board that plane. Fuck that. As if my crappy retail job is going to keep me from seeing my family and touring southeast Asia. Blerch. So now that I know I don't have to worry about time off work, I'll go away for a good two months and tour the region for a bit; I'm really keen to spend some time in Vietnam!

I almost got to girlfriend status with the guy I've been seeing and my chronic commitmentphobia kicked in. Imagine my relief when the guy starts talking about how Hitler had the right ideas, and that attempting to wipe out entire races of people was just a little harsh. Fuck that, Nazi. Thanks for giving me my excuse to run away

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

And now I have to go to work.

TTFN