I’ve been rather depressed today. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent wayyy more money on this trip than I ever anticipated. Maybe it’s because I realize I’m 23 and I haven’t accomplished much. Maybe it’s because part of me would like to stay in New Zealand as The Hobbit is gearing up to shoot, but I know that’s a rather crazy ambition — although SOMEONE has to check in all the hobbits/gobblins and make sure they’ve filled out their vouchers correctly. Or maybe they just do cash here?
I also don’t like the person that I am. Self-absorbed. Elitist. Clueless. Out of shape. Face breaking out. No direction. Etc etc.
I’m also cheesed off because the dryer ate a $2 coin, the phone at the hostel didn’t give me any refund when I didn’t use my full $2, and the freaking computer ate a $2 coin.
and outta time.