Today is a bad day. I have a cold, i'm paranoid that people will scream swine flu and not let me on or off the plane, i've had 4 hours sleep and....why am i doing this again?
There is really nothing exciting happening at the moment except for my extreme discomfort and delirium. I'm currently sitting here at the Sydney International Airport trying to kill time before my flight.....or until i'm not allowed on my flight.
The girls came to the aiport to see me off but i only got to spend about 15minutes with them before my flight was called, which was a bit sad. It's strange, since i've stopped working i feel normal again - i haven't felt like myself for such a long time that this oddly familiar feeling that I've got at the moment still feels a little strange....that doesn't make sense.
Those fuckers better let me a) on the plane, b) off the plane and c) into their god damn country!
