Monthly Archives: April 2013

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Hmm, how can I turn JUST missing the train/tram into a marketable skill?

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“Love is All You Need?”

You know when you watch something and you find yourself just staring at the screen after it’s gone off because it broke every piece of your heart?

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I’m not saying it was a race thing…

but it was probably a race thing. On Friday, I spent all morning on Gumtree, Australia’s answer to Craigslist, looking at job postings and sending out CVs. One of the jobs I applied for was a hostess position (making my … Continue reading

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There is something about job hunting

that makes me feel like the walking embodiment of all the wasted potential my parents reminded me that I possess the night before I left to come here.

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My friends are buying houses and having babies

And I’m trying to decide if I should have french fries and nutella for breakfast. Edited to add: I didn’t, but I did catch a tram and 2 trains to go buy some Flamin’ Hot Cheetos, because who would I … Continue reading

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Williamstown on Anzac Day is lovely

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On the way to Southbank

It’s warm today, the way that alcoholics are: you know you can’t trust it, but you’re damn grateful for it anyway.

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“Oh you’ll get a job!”

Says everyone I meet who isn’t hiring. I hope this isn’t like how everyone thinks I should have a boyfriend, but no one wants to date me. *I’m overreacting. I know this. I haven’t even been looking a week. I … Continue reading

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“Leaving is not enough.”

“You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size … Continue reading

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An ode to public transit (in haiku)

Dear sir or madam, What is that smell, and why does Your body make it?

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