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Well i am glad to say that i am back working again, doing something that destroys your soul and brings a tear to your eye makes you feel so alive, its my greatest love a fair really, well besides women anyway.... FRUIT PICKING. When i made my New Years Resolution which was to drink more beer, and sleep with more women i didnt expect that harvest work would be involved, haha. So hear i sit just over the border of South Australia, at what appears to be one of the first ever computers made, but to be fair the place im staying more than makes up for it.... until you hear the price, $175 per week for the room and $75 per week for the bus to work, a whopping $250 per week. I started picking pears last Sunday and i made $30 (Sun 9Hours) $65 (Mon 10Hours) $50 (Tue 9.5Hours) and $50 (Wed 8Hours).... so thats $205, 80GBP for close to 40hours......... its heart break, it really is. What am i doing? I have no idea. Getting back and chilling with the ladies is what gets me through the day :) There are so many beautiful women here, so bring on Saturday Night, ummm. I fancy a little slice of German this weekend. Got back from work yesterday at about 4pm and cooked dinner for the members of my fan club you know, ended up cooking for 15 or so, a full English Breakfast, it had 2 KG of Bacon and 2 KG sausage.....lovely. Got to bed about 3.30am, suffered a bit of insomnia in recent weeks, not slept well at all which consiquently is making me not eat well aswell. Temperatures down here are hitting45degrees daily and im drained. I believe the fact that i still go to work everyday after so many people quit shows alot of independance and pride, at the end of the day you have to take the rough with the smooth, and if theres not alot to be earned you take what you can get at the time, yes you may struggle, you may go with out, but i firmly believe you come out a better person for doing it. I was hoping that this would not happen what with it being so close until i leave, but s*** happens. Its a strange feeling bringing an adventure like this to an end, well its not even an adventure its a dream, something that left me lying awake in bed nearly every night before i left home, its strange how dreams change, all that runs through my head at the moment is seeing my family again and the prospect of seeing some of the great people that i have met in Oz back on our home soil. Its not that i have ever been home sick, but it brings a tear to my eye sometimes as my love and appreciation of my whole family has magnified ten fold in the last 12 months, and i just cant wait to see them again. to get and ASDA Create Your Own Pizza, and get my ass down to Stamford Bridge to see the mighty Chelsea, yes bro, 6 points behind fella but still plenty of time to go. And aswell some people i have met here just seem to be slipping back in to my day dreams again, and i just cant wait to seethere faces again. Il admit these last weeks are by far the hardest i have, i have been through alot in a year so iwont accept menial things like this come in my way. Im so happy i have been here a year, no one thought it would happen, what is sense of fulfullment proving a hanful of wan*ers wrong. But hey, s*** money, but still going to save hard, i need a beer but have not had any for ages cos im trying to save as much for going home as i still would love to visit Thailand on route to England, as i always said would, it may not be great timing, it may not of been when i wanted to be there,but atleast i would of achieved all my goals this year, hell i have my visa extension tocome back to Oz another time, whose worried? Not me, i have learned it is easier not to look back and dwell on the past,but to appreciate the moment, the scene, the feeling of freedom, and to keep both eyes locked on the road ahead, who knows where it will take us?
Peace Out x
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