“Don't worry about the world coming to an end today.
It is already tomorrow in Australia.” ~ Charles M. Schulz ~
19 June, 2007
Aussies Rule
“Don't worry about the world coming to an end today.
It is already tomorrow in Australia.” ~ Charles M. Schulz ~
18 June, 2007
The Rainy Day
The Rainy Day, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
17 June, 2007
A little daydream...
of mine is to own a little house somewhere over looking the sea.
I'd love to live in Byron, somewhere further north like Noosa. How nice would that be! But, how I could never afford any real estate up there though! It's so expensive!
May have to make my daydream a bit more realistic...
Hmm....
Aussie humour
* The shorter the nickname, the more they like you.
* Whether it's the opening of Parliament, or the launch of a new art gallery there is no Australian event that cannot be improved by a sausage sizzle.
* The alpha male in any group is he who takes the barbecue tongs from the hands of the host and blithely begins turning the snags.
* There is no food that cannot be improved by the application of tomato sauce.
* On the beach, all Australians hide their keys and wallets by placing them inside their sandshoes. No thief has ever worked this out.
* A thong is not a piece of scanty swimwear, as in America, but a fine example of Australian footwear. A group of Sheilas wearing black rubber thongs may not be as exciting as you had hoped.
* If invited to a party, you should take cheap red wine and then spend all night drinking the host's beer.
* On picnics, the 'esky' is always too small, creating a food versus grog battle that can only ever be solved by leaving the food behind.
* Whether it's the opening of Parliament, or the launch of a new art gallery there is no Australian event that cannot be improved by a sausage sizzle.
* The alpha male in any group is he who takes the barbecue tongs from the hands of the host and blithely begins turning the snags.
* There is no food that cannot be improved by the application of tomato sauce.
* On the beach, all Australians hide their keys and wallets by placing them inside their sandshoes. No thief has ever worked this out.
* A thong is not a piece of scanty swimwear, as in America, but a fine example of Australian footwear. A group of Sheilas wearing black rubber thongs may not be as exciting as you had hoped.
* If invited to a party, you should take cheap red wine and then spend all night drinking the host's beer.
* On picnics, the 'esky' is always too small, creating a food versus grog battle that can only ever be solved by leaving the food behind.
15 June, 2007
Dreaming of wake-boarding
Spoke to Kelly on skype today. She was just going to have lunch in Manly with some of her mates from uni. They are planning a weekend of wake-boarding. *sigh* I wish I was there...If only I had enough cash to go back to Sydney!
:(
What am I doing here! I hate it. Why can't I be going wake-boarding? Life can be so unfair sometimes!
If I could have 3 wishes, I would:
- Be back in Sydney right now.
- Be having a beer at The Wharf Bar, with Kelly.
- Be on a sail boat in the Whitsundays, diving and snorkeling. Ah... nice!
Instead, I'm on my own, in front of my lap-top in cold, old England, a million miles away from where I want to be!
14 June, 2007
Escape.
I wonder if I'm depressed? Is that what this feeling of wanting to escape is? This longing to be somewhere else, other than here? I read the paper this morning and it just made me depressed. I don't know how much of it is sensationalized just to sell more papers, but it sure does seem that our country has 'gone to the dogs' and anyone with a brain is leaving. Spain, France, even Bulgaria, seem like popular destinations...How can a country that had 'Great' in it's title have become so 'not great?' With a failing NHS, horrid comprehensives leaving kids with no qualifications, and seeming ineptitude in every governing body and local council what has happened to our country?
All I wanna do is go back to Australia!
13 June, 2007
Rain on the window
As I sit here in my cold kitchen, and watch the rain dribble down the window pane, I wonder why it is that I haven't done more research into going to Australia. I've been on about it now for so long, and yet I still haven't even found about the requirements yet. I'm such a lazy cow!
I guess I'm a bit scared that I won't have the necessary points too. I hate the idea that you have to 'qualify' to go. I don't like being judged at the best of times, but, I miss Kelly and those guys who I met a year ago. Ah, back then when the sun shone every day, and we'd hang out by the beach. It was nothing like this, shitty grey existence. I wonder if I have SAD? Maybe that's it? Nah, it's more than that. Oz has the feeling of being fresh and clean. It's not cluttered by centuries of history - so no dark, damp council houses and Victorian buildings looming out of cramped alleys, all covered in graffiti and rubbish. The people seem almost naive, like there's no dark side to them, not like there is here; an edge of sarcasm and cynicism.
I guess I'm a bit scared that I won't have the necessary points too. I hate the idea that you have to 'qualify' to go. I don't like being judged at the best of times, but, I miss Kelly and those guys who I met a year ago. Ah, back then when the sun shone every day, and we'd hang out by the beach. It was nothing like this, shitty grey existence. I wonder if I have SAD? Maybe that's it? Nah, it's more than that. Oz has the feeling of being fresh and clean. It's not cluttered by centuries of history - so no dark, damp council houses and Victorian buildings looming out of cramped alleys, all covered in graffiti and rubbish. The people seem almost naive, like there's no dark side to them, not like there is here; an edge of sarcasm and cynicism.
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