Trains and Island folk

My alarm goes off at five forty five, I hit the snooze button and enjoy another five minutes of sleep...again...again...again...eventually I make it breakfastless to the train station...On my hour long train ride to work I contemplate how hungry I am and how severely I hate public transport. I'm sure I am not the first person to call it pubic transport because it makes sense, buut i find it clever and original none-the-less. every bad aspect of pubic hair can be applied to public transport. the only good thing about both is they keep u warm during winter...okay so who really cares right...I do...riding a train two hours a day sucks...from the kid who plays crap music from two years ago unhealthfully loud on his cell phone to the man that smells like mayonaise and rides next to me on wenesdays...im tired...ill do this later

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Im back in Auckland! After I hit up Rotorua and saw bubbling that smelled like complete dog crap...need I say more...Headed back to Auckland in search of work....ill get back to the work...as far as sleeping...I stayed with Jason for a few days then headed to a hostel up the road...Hostel stay was good..lots of quality people. Its basically one person from everywhere in the world...some Irish, Scottish, the bloody English (thats for James), Americans, Germans, one Argentinian, one Columbian, A Canadian, and heaps more...good times...its pretty interesting looking back on my first impressions of everyone compared with how i see them now that i know people better...before I scored my job I was just bumming around alot...something i enjoy immensly...whether it is spending an entire day in a coffee shop getting buzzed out of mind on coffee and nearly finishing a three hundred page book, or going to the local music stores and jamming to some quality beats for hours thats what my pre days generally involved...ive given up on capitalizing my i's or putting together propper sentences....Ive found this really good tea shop...there are walls full of dried tea...pick your flavor and drink a pot for three bbucks...KFM is a local radio station in the Tea room that plays some of the best music...in my opinion...from old school hip-hop to dub to Jazz-to reggae...google KFM auckland and u can hear the station streaming live...so on fridays i get off work early on fridays and try to hit the tea shop up and do some quality relaxing....i started work at Interworld plastics last monday....its basically an assembly line thing...will jjust say i put stickers on plates for a good portion of the day..monday thru fri..i really dont need to write more about it...im hoping to work a month or two then begin exploring more...oh and i got the job thru ty gibson..thanks! I move into a flat last night with a friend of travis hermans...i broke the only shower head in the flat clean off this morning... glued and taped in back together tonight...works like a charm...i live in a closet..the futon takes up three quarters of the room...i like it...my eyelids feel like lead right noww...i neeed to sleeep...ive been asking every scottish person ive met if they listen to dougie maclean...i met gemma last week and we sang all we knew of Caledonia for two days straight..i think people are stupid alot of the times....i think there are too many fake gangsters around...whatever.im tired..i have free wi fi so ill write more about random stuff thats on my mind