black melon bread.

So this packaging has created a huge uproar.

You guys have it all wrong. Huge props if you can grow an afro with Oriental hair.

coffee?

I have mixed feelings about this: I can make an alright coffee now. Like foam and everything! Hahaha oh no.

It means I've made too many fricken coffees. Being the only girl in the office still makes you lower in tea/coffee making duties than the intern.

And now whenever I go buy a coffee, it's just not very good.

All mixed up.

flip flops

Playing behind a waterfall in the Botanical gardens, Singapore

Rain rain rain wind rain wind wind rain rain. I don't know what it is but when it's raining I just want to hide inside.

I had the time of my life traveling through Asia. Flip flopping around. I got to Australia. Welcome to Australia. Thrown right back into the city- wow this is the first time I've worn shoes in 5 months, I thought. Very upsetting. Thrown back to the city, Melbourne, where girls walk around in high heels during the day. 20 something degrees. Crazy chat. No, not into that at all.

Of course the locals can get away with it. They are used to it.

Meanwhile, back to flip flops. So its rain rain raining. I pop my shoes in a bag, and wear my flips flops to walk into work. People are always like, ah your feet are getting wet. My feet are getting wet but they will dry once I get inside. If I wear shoes in the rain, my shoes are going to get wet, and my feet will be wet all day. All day, my brothers. Just think about that. Is that good stuff I'm sharing or just an idea that only makes sense to me?!?

I would loves boots but again not very practical for backpacking. Heavy. Welly boots are fun but not really socially acceptable in the city eh. Wee shame.

Don't say I'm not nice to you. Spread the word !

Flip flop tan lines

No couple please.

Hello blog, how are you? I've been thinking about you a lot lately. Sorry for neglecting you but you will be happy to hear that I now have a fuckingplacetolive! CHECK that off the to do list. Yeahhhhh!

Phewww, it was a stressful time. I got a mouth ulcer from the stress. It was under my tongue. Can you imagine? Oh, the pain. I thought it was some sort of mouth cancer from a build up of 'social' cigarettes that I seem to like to smoke now and again. I couldn't do anything about it. I don't think they have Bonjela here so I just had to deal with it and find a flat.

I have always shared flats with friends. If you don't count student halls in 1st year of uni. Halls aren't really flats though. So yeah, I have always shared with friends. Here I was in NZ, checking the trademe website everyday for flat listings. For about a week I was just looking at the 'Featured first' drop down which are the listing that people pay extra for because its the default search. I felt pretty stupid when I discovered there was a 'Latest listings' option, and tens of more flats showed up. I felt really stupid actually but at least I knew I could start to properly look for a flat now.

I was clicking on listings based on the photos, and the price. Then you read the ad, and txt the person and in 140 characters try and make yourself interesting or memorable enough to be asked to come and view the flat. Actually phone calls would make things more direct and less like a 140 character life story but I'm not made of money so sometimes it would have to be txts. Then you go and view the flat, and in 10/15 minutes try and make yourself seem like a nice person to live with.

There's a real power imbalance. You're trying to make a good impression but really all they've given you is:

- Medium sized room, $160 a week, $25 for bills which includes electricity, water, internet and flat stuff like toilet paper

- Room is unfurnished but the rest of the flat is furnished so you just need your bedroom stuff

- Looking for someone whose laid back and tidies up after themselves.

- Don't want a party animal but someone who enjoys a vino or two after work.

- Smokers ok. No pets.

- No couples.

SO boring. And all the ads are like this. The only advantage they have is their flat! A huge advantage sure but a lot of the time, THEIR chat was rotten. I really should have just txt them after, 'Nah, yeah, nahhh'.

I actually asked which one of my current flatmate wrote the ad cos it had things like, looking for a woman; no couples unless you are completely illiterate (they had some turn up for the viewing). Lots of weirdos apparently. They thought one of the girls I know was a drug fiend just from 10 mins. First impressions, eh. EH.

My room is great. I have a bed (which I have only half paid for so far- thanks Gabby), and I got a clothes rail at the weekend there. So, I have my own room but still living out a backpack. No bad !!! No couples. No mouth ulcers. Happy.

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I am living in a house but apparently it is called a flat because I'm staying with people I don't know. For me a flat is an apartment with several floors above or below it. Although saying that, I have been referring to my new temp home as a flat this whole time. Hm. Discuss.