im homesick! ugh! really homesick!
im listening to the front lawns 'when you come back home' and thinking about perkynana and 42 below and tusday nights at indigo and $2 men night with dave and my band and my car and the motorway and university and shooting at tin cans with staple guns and the nudist beach and cafes where you can read the paper and play chess and polynesian faces and my cousins and people with names like latafale and saying kai ora and people doing sam hunt impressions and kumara soup and paua fritters and my house with the balcony and a view of the souhern alps. i miss going to the movies with my mum and my aunt and i miss shanpiggie and penny and cuba street and allenby tce and street parties with live bands and djs and i miss knowing nearly everyone eveywhere and i miss surfing and the beach and the seals and the sound of morporks and possums and freaking out about wetas and i miss being bored by people talking about lord of the rings and i miss playing pool by the window upstairs at the bristol.
i miss being with people i like and talking about people i dont like and them finding out and turning up to my parties anyway just to fuck them boys that i have crushes on to get back at me.
i miss all that small town shit.
fucken fuck new zealand! stupid country.
im listening to the front lawns 'when you come back home' and thinking about perkynana and 42 below and tusday nights at indigo and $2 men night with dave and my band and my car and the motorway and university and shooting at tin cans with staple guns and the nudist beach and cafes where you can read the paper and play chess and polynesian faces and my cousins and people with names like latafale and saying kai ora and people doing sam hunt impressions and kumara soup and paua fritters and my house with the balcony and a view of the souhern alps. i miss going to the movies with my mum and my aunt and i miss shanpiggie and penny and cuba street and allenby tce and street parties with live bands and djs and i miss knowing nearly everyone eveywhere and i miss surfing and the beach and the seals and the sound of morporks and possums and freaking out about wetas and i miss being bored by people talking about lord of the rings and i miss playing pool by the window upstairs at the bristol.
i miss being with people i like and talking about people i dont like and them finding out and turning up to my parties anyway just to fuck them boys that i have crushes on to get back at me.
i miss all that small town shit.
fucken fuck new zealand! stupid country.
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bankky:
Im gettin antsy waitin on you gettin your mail from me,Is it there yet?,is it ? is it? How 'bout now? 
theraccoon:
Going home is nice. Small town bullshit sucks. Having to constantly engage in the exact same explanation of what you've been doing while you gone gets to be the most hellish chore imaginable. So much so in fact, that I try to avoid anyone I know when I go to parties in my home town. I hope new zealand doesnt suck as much as you say, becuase Im probably gonna spend some time there this fall. Like a lotta time. By the way, is hard to find find work as an outsider there? Under the table work?