And then I get to spend New Year's Eve in Melbourne. A different country, a completely different atmosphere. It's all very exciting. And there the drinking age is 18. Our local liason emailed all of us and told us to buy alcohol in the airport. Man this writing sucks compared to my stories, it's like an actual blog post. What is this?
Well Australia is going to be pretty sweet. Great Barrier Reef, kangaroos, ah man.
Hopefully these posts will stop sucking when I have actual events to write about instead of just writing about random crap that's semi-related.
PEACE
Edit: there's a lot of old crap on this blog. Feel free to read it. I probably won't. They're just the rantings of an adolescent boy. I guess they're pretty entertaining.
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