k3nda11:

jo bros action…

i got home today from australia, or at least i think it was today but honestly it sure doesnt feel like it. all i want to do is leave america behind and go back. i did not find a single flaw with australia. even though the first week i was there it rained a lot during what was supposed to be the dry season, the weather did nothing to tamper my mood or hinder my experience. it was indescribable. america just cannot compare. 

everytime we had the opportunity to use the internet i avoided it. in fact i used it only once, during fathers day, and then at the fiji airport on the way home. i didnt want to connect with anyone here. i didnt want to connect with anything here. australia is where its at. it is a perfect country. the accents, the food, the mentality, all surpass american life to a phenomenol extent. i wanted to go back before i’d even left. i make plans to see my new friends, who live on all corners of the US and mourn the fact that some of my new friends are behind in australia. the farthest continent. but i hype myself up on the memories and the idea of returning next summer, living with 2 friends in a 20 year old boys house, and just experiencing the caca out of australia. 

until then, ill miss tim tam slams and didjeridoos and boomerangs that dont come back and motherfucking bush turkeys, and cities with names like moloolaba and noosa and maroochydor and caloundra and mountains with stories and surfing and shark stories and big booming south african laughs and sunnies and togs and RIGHTOS and sweet as and caca and yolo and dot and kangaroos chillin and meat pies and cadbury chocolate and aussie accents and responsibility and making a child smile even though they have a tube up their nose or they cant really use their muscles but play basketball anyway and picking up more trash than necessary and evverything else this country had to offer me. ill be back. 

yolo, after all. 

 this really made me miss australia.