My flatmate probably thinks I'm in here getting myself off over Kate Moenigg or Leisha Hayley or something. I've been sitting here saying "YES. YES. YES. YES. YES YES YES YES YES!! YES. YES." in an attempt to reclaim my bogan accent. Earlier today I noticed that I'm sounding kiwi when saying YES, thats right, I was actually doing that horrendous thing they do with their vowels and pronouncing YES as YIS. YIIIIIIIIS. Give me bogan anyday, bitches, haha.

Well. I went & did it. My visa application has officially been posted. HOW. EXCITING. I know. Oh. Get this right. I went and got my passport photo taken.. and it cos $19.90. What. the. fuck!? I was like :0 rilly? Bastards! Ha. It was a fugly picture too, isn't that always the way? Today has actually been a rather productive day in fact, I spent three hours making chit chat with my hairdresser ... so now I'm all snipped and black tressed. Fabo. I also managed to shoot off emails requesting copies of my group certificates from my aussie employers so hopefully I'll get a nice little refund coming my way in a few weeks. Would be rather nice. AND. I tidyed my room. Proud man, so proud.

I wrote one article for TL just now.. and am half way through another but am being distracted by all the fabulous music I've just popped onto my baby vaio. I kissed a girl and I like ittttt, taste of her cherry chapstickkkkkkkkkkkkk... ayy ayy Ms Perry! Tis all. Am off to concentrate on something productive.. like TL..

Fox Glacier tomorrow, so if I dissapear thats why. Apparently the nearest supermarket to the hostel I'm staying at is like 170 kilometres away. I'm guessing this means they won't have wireless.....