Reaaally? Really really?

Tom & Gee! G&T!

Tom and Georgia are back from Cockermouth. They flew to Melbourne then to Sydney then took a train to Grafton and stayed with Dain on the farm again then took the train to Brisbane and met up with Rob and Jen in 8 Mile Plains! *and breathe*
So now they’re back, and Tom’s got a job.

Yes, that’s right. Less than 12 hours in Brisbane and Tom Jones has a job. It took me a month. I must have the retardation. The luck of the irish, eh? (well, technically he’s Welsh but still). He’s working in the same place as John so that’s pretty convenient. For them. Hahah.

 

I leave on the 31^st to get to LA, then eventually back home for university in September and one is not amused. I keep looking up at the sky and thinking ‘So long uninterrupted canopy of cerulean and sunshine. Farewell 20°C at night. Sayonara BBQ breakfasts, lunches and dinners in the park. It was nice knowing you, you were good to me.’… And more to the point I keep thinking ‘Damn. How is it nearly time for uni already?’ and ‘How the heck am I supposed to be ready in time to start on the 17^th of September?!’

Dear God, I just looked at the date. I HAVE 25 DAYS UNTIL I’M SUPPOSED TO START UNI! How did this happen? Haha, I definitely have the retardation to get better at making my mind up before deadlines. TIME! Y U NOO SLOW DOWN?

Anywhizzle, did I mention that I’m going to be a time traveller? I’m going to leave Sydney in the afternoon of the 31^st and arrive in LA 4 hours before I left. I, as some of you will be able to tell, am very excited by this prospect.

 

Love, Peace & TARDIS grease,

Shivtot the Timelord x