So it seems that blogs are getting me in trouble a lot more nowadays than they ever have in the past. It looks like certain people are getting a bit cocky when reporting to mummy and daddy about what their sister is getting up to away. I would hate for mummy and daddy to be disappointed when they hear about what their little informer has been getting up to under their own roof.

I have been job searching for the past couple days, which I find super stressful, but worth it for whats gonna happen. I need money to manage to eat out every night because cooking is lame. We're about to be kicked out of the internet cafe because it closes at midnight. I'm listening to Patrick Wolf and I think I really should have bought an ipod. I'm going back out tomorrow morning to give out more CV's. I have a trial with a door to door sales company at 1pm tomorrow. I haven't decided if i'm going to do it or not because it's purely commission based, and while I'm traipsing around I could be earning a wage, but if I don't find anything else, I may as well.

it's been a shitload of time but i spoke to my brother this morning who told me that i hadnt updated my blog, so i figure at least one person is actually reading this. i am now in australia, land of the brave, and trying to figure out what the hell im going to do with my life. i need a job. this is a sad truth. this morning we went to the supermarket and bought the cheapest spaghetti amd spaghetti sauce that they had, but also managed to drop $30 each on a bottle of soco. prioritues people. actually, it will work out to save us money because going out to drink is astonishingly expensive. turns out while everyone was warning us about tokyo, sydney is like, twice or more the price for a bottle. so plans for tonight include our first outing to kings cross, the big club area of the city. first time we went out here we went to a shitty pretentious bar full of assholes with money, or who wanted you to think they had money. after that, we went to a trashy meat market club where the bartender at least gave us cheap vodka cranberries because we had been there the day before at he remembered us. so cross your fingers for third time lucky.

the beaches here are pretty awesome and the real selling point of the city, otherwise you are anywhere, the world. the vast majority of accents on the street are english. most people in the hostel are english too, with some canadians, french and germans. the real australians prove elusive. for a while after i got here i was disappointed slightly by how similar it was to home. because i had left home and wanted a bit of excitement, frisson and danger, not somewhere thats approximately the safest place in the world, where everyone speaks english. but sydney is a charming city and very pleasant to walk round and the beaches really are amazing. next week we are going on 'holiday' to bondi and staying in a hostel there while we hand out cv's and try to get a bar/restaurant job on the seafront, the holy grail of jobs out here: well paid and near the beach. whatever, don't hold your breath.

susie just found an advert on gumtree which said bar job available so we both rang, and the guy was like, its a lingerie waitress.. yeh it is what you think it is. lots of sketchy shit out there.

after america i really want to go to argentina, and the rest of south america, but argentina especially. to be honest the only thing i know about it is tango and beef, but i figure i can manage on those two things alone. my wanderlust is not satisfied yet

I never wrote about mt. fuji. it was pretty awesome.

I am actually going to miss Japan like crazy, it's like no other place on Earth that I've ever seen and as a culture is absolutely fascinating. The places are clean and well signposted, my friend the subway is a pleasant experience and the people are charming and well dressed. The food is pretty good and there are loads of different types of stuff. The men are hot. The clubs are good. No reason not to come here.

We're just hanging out in the hostel wasting time online for a couple hours before we have to leave. We are gonna meet up with Marc in the hostel once we get to Oz so soon there will be three. Can't wait to see him and catch up. Wish us luck for the flight!

A funny thing just happened. Greg walked by and said what time is your flight, and we were like 8. And then I just said, yeh it really sucks that we missed it. And he was like AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW dudes! (Greg is Canadian) That sucks so hard, what are you gonna do, what are you doing now. I'm killing myself laughing and then suddenly shit myself up, like what if it really was at 8am. So I look on my gmail account and everything is ok, I didn't fuck up, like the time we were flying to Tokyo through terminal 5 and I told Susie it was terminal 2 after walking from Terminal 5 to Terminal 2. Yeh

Remember that time in Ebisu when we saw those Japanese girls doing synchronised dancing for no reason.

We spent the whole day in bed today. Kind of a waste of a day, but we need our strength for climbing Mt. Fuji tomorrow. It is kind of exciting, except I am kind of unfit and unused to strenous exercise so we'll see how it goes.

I'm off for a curry later hopefully which I am very excited for.