No Dive... Boo Hoo

Gawd! Was I pissed when I wrote my last blog? Sounded like it. It was full of soppy shit.

Anyways, so I'm back to being in a bit of a mood due to nitrogen withdawal symptoms. My planned dives in Miri did not happen due to bad weather. SIGH!

As my mum drove across the border to Miri on that fateful Saturday morning, it started drizzling and she said 'U sure u can dive in this weather? It's raining'. And I said 'Mum, you can't do anything but dive when it's raining'.... how wrong was I? 10 mins later, my phone beep with a text message 'Today's dives are cancelled due to bad weather'

Okay... sent a text to my sister and ask her to book me into a day spa. Might as well make use of the time to get myself properly relaxed and ready for the next day's dives. All dopily sleepy coming out of the treatment room my phone beeped again with a text 'Tomorrow's dives will also be cancelled due to bad weather'

F**K IT!

There goes another long weekend wasted. Worse still, my mates on the BM saw a manta ray. And the others on the WM saw a list of fishes you might hope to see in a lifetime in one sodding dive trip!

So now I'm desperately trying to squeeze in another dive trip before the monsoon hits the east side good and proper. I'm keeping my fingers desperately crossed. I NEED to get in one more trip before Australia.... *twitch*