Phew…what a day! Moving house on a 40 degree day wasn’t the smartest thing I’ve ever done. I’m now trying to get used to the hussle and bussle of Sydney city life. I go from a quite, suburban neighbourhood in Newcastle to downtown Sydney madness. I tell you what though, I’m so damn tired, I think I’ll sleep like a baby tonight regardless of the Boeing 747s that seem to fly over our apartment every half an hour….I’ll get used to that right?

Long time, no see I hear you say? Well a lot has been going on. Adjusting to a new city, a new job and a new life really is no easy task. Especially when all this happens in a time span of a few weeks. But I think I’m doing okay. I seem to be settling in much faster than I thought I would. Maybe my character relates to Sydney more than it did with Newcastle? The strangest part is, when I am back in Newcastle, I suddenly feel out of place. Somewhat foreign…despite having only left there less than a month ago and having lived there since I was 9!

I’m definitely less bored in Sydney. There’s just so much more to do on a weekend. Today, I spent the day with my mother in Chinatown, basking in the Chinese New Year celebrations (note: – don’t forget about the twilight parade next Sunday). In Newcastle, I would of been sleeping by now – sleeping of boredom. My options would of included spending the Sunday at Westfield Kotara or Charlestown Square….zzzzzz And as beautiful as Newcastle’s beaches are, I’m just not a surf loving girl.

Oh Sade…this woman’s smokey voice always puts me in a good mood. I needed it after today. For your enjoyment…