Not even a week...

Having not even lived in Hervey Bay a full week yet, and having already learnt to hate this place is possibly a world record or something. Don't get me wrong, I haven't had much of a chance to explore or meet people or really do much in the past 5 days, but the amass of things that have gone against me wanting to live here are starting to take their toll on me.

The starting point is the heat. Being from a cold, mountainous region, I'm barely used to heat, much less humidity. So it's killing me to be sweaty all the time. I don't like to shower everyday because it's bad for your hair and skin to be over-washed, so it's driving me insane. The rain comes in fast and heavy with little warning, as does the wind and the tide, we're currently being warned of flash flooding, and I have no experience with rain this heavy. And certainly no experience with the ocean and it's king tides.

The second massive point is to do with me having nothing to do for the next 6 months because, due to the lack of available flights and such, I missed all the study enrollment days and therefore can't study, and the availability of jobs is kind of ridiculous here.

The third occurred last night, and was possibly one of the most scary and mentally damaging moments of my entire life, and believe me, my life has been no ray of sunshine, so it was a hard thing for me. Due to my dog being brought up in an area with very little danger to herself if she were to ingest something, she has never learnt to not eat strange animals. So last night, due my sister being an ignorant child and not feeding the dogs like my mother had asked her to do before dark, my dog found a cane toad, bit it and got poisoned. She began vomiting, before frothing at the mouth and having fits. Thank god my mother managed to stay calm enough to call my aunty who rushed over (almost without a shirt on) and brought her husband and they, due to being locals, knew what to do. 

Luckily, and somewhat surprisingly, my dog is now entirely fine, and was for some reason super happy to go to the vet to have a check up because nobody actually knew what was wrong with her last night, so we had to take her to a vet to be sure. There is still a slight possibility she is epileptic though.

So I would like to thank my family for forcing my to move 1500 kilometers from any of my friends, to a place where the weather, wildlife and future prospects neither suit me nor will they ever. I'd like to thank my sister for almost destroying any faith I had left in her being a decent human being and me ever being able to live here, and for generally making my life more difficult than it needs to be. And I'd genuinely like to thank my Aunt and uncle for attempting to make this easier on me, because spending most nights trying not to cry over everything I've left behind, and the lost opportunities, is one of the hardest things I've had to do. And the photo up the very top, is the lovely weather as seen from my front yard, sorry about the quality, it was taken with my webcam through the front window.