Many! Firstly, I do not have a life. The friends I've made aren't very good and the ones that are live too far away for me to bother with, so I do not. And I long for the company of English people and our sense of humour. I currently laugh 86.7% less than I used to.
The sun has launched a personal vendetta against me and my ginger skin and wants to set me on fire.
I want to go to university but the ones over here aren't very good and cost $3843842304095093402305903490239024903940239, plus you can only live at home, so the chance to slip it in to my hot drunk housemate are non existant.
I want to DJ as an actual job so so so so so so so so so badly. I just am not going to be able to do that here as I do not know the right people and my efforts so far have failed. PLUS it is a HELL of a lot more boring, variety does not exist, it is electro house. And just electro house. I at least know some people in England who could help out in this regard, because I need to do this again in my life. It is too fun and I am too good.
Australia is at the very least 10 years behind England in every single way.
And most offensive of all, this piece of shit is what Australia believes counts as a sausage roll:
I have even bought a sausageroll here that had carrots in. Fucking carrots. In conclusion then, Australia can fuck off.
But really though, I never imagined I'd feel this way about it, but after many years of wanting to escape from England, and almost 2 years of doing just that, I am appreciative of it so much more. I long to be rained on and stabbed whilst I listen to single mums talk about the X Factor. It is home. As they say, the grass is not always greener. And sausage rolls should never have carrots in. Fucking convicts.