i dont think i necessarily believe in destiny. or fate. but i do sometimes think that some things were meant to be. my cousin has been to chicago and is convinced that its fate for her to live in there. i laughed when she first told me. thats rediculous, how would she know that? "i can feel it," she said.


i always liked australia. the accent. the climate. shit who am i kidding, the men too. but over the summer the stragest things kept happening. i would turn the tv on and, oh look an outback steakhouse commercial. turn to the travel channel (an old favorite) and look samantha brown's in (insert australian city here) and look anthony bourdain's in melbourne or that wierd guy with the weird food. switch to: the discovery channel and its the most random commercial about a whale that migrates to australia or something. what the fuck, i began to think. why...what...is this some strange coincidence? and then i remembered my cousin telling me the same thing happened to her and chicago.


i began to think is it fate...for me to live in australia...? is it possible? and then i decided to go study abroad in melbourne (as per anthony bourndain's recomendations). all the while the strange australian coincidences still occuring. sometimes more than others. i mean damn, just the other day while going to the bathroom in a friends room, i look to my right, and there's a tea tree oil. most randomest shit ever, and there in fine itallic print: 100% Australian.


what the hell right? lol. my mom just thinks im crazy. but i won't be swayed. maybe i am supposed to live my life in australia.


i'll be here soon...maybe...