"Dating is like reading a really good book. Completely satisfying and time consuming, forcing you to resist the urge to peek at the last page to see how it ends. Like clockwork, the end leaves you unsatisfied and wanting more of what cannot be."
-anonymous
"Are you living or merely surviving?"
-anonymous
"Some people never find the "One"....ever think about that?"
-anonymous
"In the end, it has been deduced that we oursevles as a person are the 'One' for us considering we are the ones who will know us through and through; therefor, from birth our quest for soul mates is a never ending process that should have never began in the first place."
-anonymous
"To know oneself is to be able to be completely alone and still maintain sanity."
-anonymous
"Skin's thicker but it burns the same."
-Sara Bareilles
Friday, September 11, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Birthday
I headed north to Airlie Beach (also called the Whitsundays) for 5 days. Now, Airlie Beach isn't exactly a beach, more of a man made lagoon with terrible sand, but don't freak out just yet, the good stuff was to come. Thursday I went on an "Ocean Rafter" which is a boat that looks like a white water raft boat but comes with 4 giant motors. It went really fast and hit huge waves that sent us flying in the air.....
NOW....this sounds like fun right? Yea, NO. I had consumed approximately 34 vodka sodas (with extra lime, of course) the night before so my head was freaking POUNDING and my dumb ass was running late (I had stayed at someone else's hostel hahah, so I had to run back to mine to change before I missed the boat).
Anyway, running late and what do I forget? Sunblock. How long has it been since I've been in the sun? 2 months. Amount of pain I am in? A lot.
So after the bumpy ride things got 34589374 better cause we landed on Whitehaven beach (google it, and be jelly) which has the whitest sand in Australia. For real. I've never seen something so beautiful. So after lunch on the beach we headed out to the Great Barrier Reef where we were going snorkeling. Let's get one thing straight, I'm ok with deep water, I am NOT OK with fish. Anything with scales/fins are not my friend. So the little ones are ok, cause they are pretty and I pretend that they are nemo and sing into my snorkel "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming"....and then a fish the size of Texas swims up to me. He has Angelina Jolie lips (seriously, who knew they injected collagen in the Pacific, damn pollution!), he was blue, and he fucking freaked me out.
There I am swimming/singing myself along when all the sudden I take a gander to the right of me and BOOM, Angelina's brother was chillin right next to me like "Hey, how you doing." I then yell, "Holy shit, get me the fuck out of this water." Yea, the hot ass skipper had a good laugh and then lifted me out of the water so I could take some Tylenol, drink some water and continue my mission for Extreme Sunburn Birthday 2009.
Pictures will be on facebook soon. Check em out!
NOW....this sounds like fun right? Yea, NO. I had consumed approximately 34 vodka sodas (with extra lime, of course) the night before so my head was freaking POUNDING and my dumb ass was running late (I had stayed at someone else's hostel hahah, so I had to run back to mine to change before I missed the boat).
Anyway, running late and what do I forget? Sunblock. How long has it been since I've been in the sun? 2 months. Amount of pain I am in? A lot.
So after the bumpy ride things got 34589374 better cause we landed on Whitehaven beach (google it, and be jelly) which has the whitest sand in Australia. For real. I've never seen something so beautiful. So after lunch on the beach we headed out to the Great Barrier Reef where we were going snorkeling. Let's get one thing straight, I'm ok with deep water, I am NOT OK with fish. Anything with scales/fins are not my friend. So the little ones are ok, cause they are pretty and I pretend that they are nemo and sing into my snorkel "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming"....and then a fish the size of Texas swims up to me. He has Angelina Jolie lips (seriously, who knew they injected collagen in the Pacific, damn pollution!), he was blue, and he fucking freaked me out.
There I am swimming/singing myself along when all the sudden I take a gander to the right of me and BOOM, Angelina's brother was chillin right next to me like "Hey, how you doing." I then yell, "Holy shit, get me the fuck out of this water." Yea, the hot ass skipper had a good laugh and then lifted me out of the water so I could take some Tylenol, drink some water and continue my mission for Extreme Sunburn Birthday 2009.
Pictures will be on facebook soon. Check em out!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Walt Disney Was So Right
So in case you don't know I'm registered with a temp agency so I'm doing some pretty random jobs, mostly data entry or call center crap that makes me go to my happy place. Yesterday though, I was put in the heart of the Brisbane City Center to hand out fliers for a campaign. I was just smiling and saying G'day when this guy walked towards me and I was like....hmmm, I think I know him. Turns out, it's a guy I hung out with in Santorini, Greece. My friend Kat and I were staying at a pretty small hotel and this guy John was with his friend Craig travelling along, so we made friends with them and did a bit of partying. How crazy is it that I see him in Australia??? Granted, he is Australian, but he lived in Sydney before his travels. But we never exchanged numbers or even facebooks...whoa.
AND THEN. I was on Facebook and kept seeing 2 of my friends saying stuff about Australia this, walkabout this, Australia that. So I messaged him and was like, WTF dude. Turns out 2 guys I went to high school with are moving to a suburb of Brisbane for the next year. Madness, AND they will be staying in Brisbane in 2 weeks for a wedding and many a beers will be drank. Might even break out the cowboy boots. :)
"It's a small world after all, it's a small world after all....it's a small, small, world!"
AND THEN. I was on Facebook and kept seeing 2 of my friends saying stuff about Australia this, walkabout this, Australia that. So I messaged him and was like, WTF dude. Turns out 2 guys I went to high school with are moving to a suburb of Brisbane for the next year. Madness, AND they will be staying in Brisbane in 2 weeks for a wedding and many a beers will be drank. Might even break out the cowboy boots. :)
"It's a small world after all, it's a small world after all....it's a small, small, world!"
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Australian-isms
Here's what I think is weird or things I miss here.
1. When they wash dishes they don't rinse off the soap, they just wash it and put it suds and all in the drain thing. They also call dish soap "washing up liquid" same as UK.
2. They don't know what hot sauce is, I haven't had my beloved Texas Pete hot sauce in 2 months and my belly misses it.
3. Their ethnic food is Thai or Indian where I'm used to it being Mexican.
4. They say "Give us a bell" which is weird because "a bell" means to call them and they say "us" even if they are talking about just themselves. Wtf, at least I only say yall when it's more than one person.
5. They say SMS, not text. So specific!
6. A beer commercial the other day was talking about having less carbs and giving them to someone who would appreciate it...Americans! So yea, they make fun of us, openly.
7. Bell peppers are called capsicums which for at least a month I thought they were saying capskins. Wrong.
8. Chips are both french fries and chips. Only difference, hot chips is actual fries.
9. I ate at a mexican restaurant and asked for queso and I got this disgusting bowl of melted cheddar cheese that was so oily and goopy that I couldn't even eat it. No velveeta in sight.
10. They call their girlfriends "the misses" which I find endearing and slightly dated.
11. There are more people in Texas than in ALL of Australia (24 mil to 22 mil).
12. Not all Australians surf. Depressing.
13. They are a season behind on all the American TV shows, sucks for me.
14. When you order a drink they measure all the alcohol that goes into it. Meaning, you order a single, you're getting a single. Same as UK. No free pours in sight. Getting pretty expensive. :(
15. Their "rivalry" to New Zealand is like that of US to Canada. Like, "Aww, poor NZ"
16. They do not have a Forever 21 or even an H&M here, this is the most annoying/depressing thing in the world to me, as Mary and Meg would know....it's my "church".
17. Trying to order coffee is impossible. They know latte, cappuccino, mocha and so on, but to get a plain black coffee is like asking for a million dollars. It took me 5 minutes to explain that I wanted coffee, in a cup, no milk, no sugar, no foam, no chocolate...nothing!!!! Just coffee!
18. They are on the metric system but they also say pounds and miles sometimes and I get really confused. Like they weigh babies in pounds...but adults in kilograms.
19. Instead of calories they use kilojoules (which basicall means the amount of energy, but then again that's what I thought calories were too so whatever), so I have to convert YET another thing. haha
20. When Americans say "Why would I leave here, we have everything...skiing, lakes, mountains, beaches, deserts, etc...." I think....so does Australia.
1. When they wash dishes they don't rinse off the soap, they just wash it and put it suds and all in the drain thing. They also call dish soap "washing up liquid" same as UK.
2. They don't know what hot sauce is, I haven't had my beloved Texas Pete hot sauce in 2 months and my belly misses it.
3. Their ethnic food is Thai or Indian where I'm used to it being Mexican.
4. They say "Give us a bell" which is weird because "a bell" means to call them and they say "us" even if they are talking about just themselves. Wtf, at least I only say yall when it's more than one person.
5. They say SMS, not text. So specific!
6. A beer commercial the other day was talking about having less carbs and giving them to someone who would appreciate it...Americans! So yea, they make fun of us, openly.
7. Bell peppers are called capsicums which for at least a month I thought they were saying capskins. Wrong.
8. Chips are both french fries and chips. Only difference, hot chips is actual fries.
9. I ate at a mexican restaurant and asked for queso and I got this disgusting bowl of melted cheddar cheese that was so oily and goopy that I couldn't even eat it. No velveeta in sight.
10. They call their girlfriends "the misses" which I find endearing and slightly dated.
11. There are more people in Texas than in ALL of Australia (24 mil to 22 mil).
12. Not all Australians surf. Depressing.
13. They are a season behind on all the American TV shows, sucks for me.
14. When you order a drink they measure all the alcohol that goes into it. Meaning, you order a single, you're getting a single. Same as UK. No free pours in sight. Getting pretty expensive. :(
15. Their "rivalry" to New Zealand is like that of US to Canada. Like, "Aww, poor NZ"
16. They do not have a Forever 21 or even an H&M here, this is the most annoying/depressing thing in the world to me, as Mary and Meg would know....it's my "church".
17. Trying to order coffee is impossible. They know latte, cappuccino, mocha and so on, but to get a plain black coffee is like asking for a million dollars. It took me 5 minutes to explain that I wanted coffee, in a cup, no milk, no sugar, no foam, no chocolate...nothing!!!! Just coffee!
18. They are on the metric system but they also say pounds and miles sometimes and I get really confused. Like they weigh babies in pounds...but adults in kilograms.
19. Instead of calories they use kilojoules (which basicall means the amount of energy, but then again that's what I thought calories were too so whatever), so I have to convert YET another thing. haha
20. When Americans say "Why would I leave here, we have everything...skiing, lakes, mountains, beaches, deserts, etc...." I think....so does Australia.
Cause JM Told Me To
I love this place. I love how I feel, how people behave, how laid back and chill everyone is, how they get "pissed off" and it's still not upsetting, how they can't do mexican food to save their lives, how they don't understand what "light beer" is, how no one knows what a damn martini is, how I feel like I'm on some sort of downer all the time cause I can't be bothered to get riled up...about anything....every. Unless I'm sleep deprived of course.
Then something happened. I thought, hmmm, what if I want to stay longer than a year? (At this point I have to be out of the country by June 2, 2010). People under the common wealth are allowed to go do 3 months of fruit picking in the outback in order to get 1 year extra visa, but since we are American assholes we are not. So it's either 1. leave on that date 2. marry an Australian within the year (might have one in mind *wink*wink* to those "in the know") or 3. get sponsored by a company.
Shit. Fuck.
So guess what I've been doing for the past 3 hours.....I've spent out approximately 20 resumes to different companies in hopes that they will take me and subsequently sponsoring me for residency. Of course, once you find a sense of happiness it has to be nearly impossible. Now they want me to only be happy for the year. I realize I've only been here for 2 months and I have 10 more to go, but it's still incredibly frightening to realize that I can't stay in a place that I like, that likes me. :)
Here's to hoping that I can get a sponsor....soon.
In lighter news, my birthday is in a few weeks and I've booked tickets to Airlie Beach (google it). So excited, going to go scuba diving and surf and generally relax. Going by myself, which I'm also really excited about. As much as I am a million miles away from people who really know me I still get sufffocated around people and like the freedom of jetting off whenever/wherever I want.
Then something happened. I thought, hmmm, what if I want to stay longer than a year? (At this point I have to be out of the country by June 2, 2010). People under the common wealth are allowed to go do 3 months of fruit picking in the outback in order to get 1 year extra visa, but since we are American assholes we are not. So it's either 1. leave on that date 2. marry an Australian within the year (might have one in mind *wink*wink* to those "in the know") or 3. get sponsored by a company.
Shit. Fuck.
So guess what I've been doing for the past 3 hours.....I've spent out approximately 20 resumes to different companies in hopes that they will take me and subsequently sponsoring me for residency. Of course, once you find a sense of happiness it has to be nearly impossible. Now they want me to only be happy for the year. I realize I've only been here for 2 months and I have 10 more to go, but it's still incredibly frightening to realize that I can't stay in a place that I like, that likes me. :)
Here's to hoping that I can get a sponsor....soon.
In lighter news, my birthday is in a few weeks and I've booked tickets to Airlie Beach (google it). So excited, going to go scuba diving and surf and generally relax. Going by myself, which I'm also really excited about. As much as I am a million miles away from people who really know me I still get sufffocated around people and like the freedom of jetting off whenever/wherever I want.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
It's Morgan Freeman, got any bones to collect?
I have always had a life list (known by most as a Bucket List because of that horrible movie with Morgan Freeman). My life list has always had at least 10 items on it but has always been along the same theme.
1. Graduate from college
2. Move to New York City
3. Travel the world
Well, I graduated in May 2006, moved to New York City September 2008 and started traveling March 2009. With a marketing degree, an avid knowledge of the NYC subway system and more than a few passport stamps...what's a girl to do?
That being said, I should be satisfied…right? Well, I find myself forever looking for my next great adventure. My next one way ticket to somewhere, whether that be an actual place or a state of mind. Aside from scuba diving and surfing in Australia (Both booked and planned for September) and riding an elephant in India (I know, really freaking random, but hey, that’s me…and I’ll do that soon enough) there’s not much left on this list.
This would be deemed as a good thing, but what is one to do when their dreams have never included anything more than doing certain things in certain places. I’m beginning to think I need to think of different dreams for myself which freaks me the hell out. DARE I say that maybe one day I’d like to be married. Holy hell, saying that gives me heartburn. I don’t know where this is going (this post I mean) but all I’m saying is, what is next for me? What do I dream of now?
Money and career took over for a while in NYC, but I found myself miserable and in need of several medications (prescribed and…..not).
Any suggestions my dear friends?
1. Graduate from college
2. Move to New York City
3. Travel the world
Well, I graduated in May 2006, moved to New York City September 2008 and started traveling March 2009. With a marketing degree, an avid knowledge of the NYC subway system and more than a few passport stamps...what's a girl to do?
That being said, I should be satisfied…right? Well, I find myself forever looking for my next great adventure. My next one way ticket to somewhere, whether that be an actual place or a state of mind. Aside from scuba diving and surfing in Australia (Both booked and planned for September) and riding an elephant in India (I know, really freaking random, but hey, that’s me…and I’ll do that soon enough) there’s not much left on this list.
This would be deemed as a good thing, but what is one to do when their dreams have never included anything more than doing certain things in certain places. I’m beginning to think I need to think of different dreams for myself which freaks me the hell out. DARE I say that maybe one day I’d like to be married. Holy hell, saying that gives me heartburn. I don’t know where this is going (this post I mean) but all I’m saying is, what is next for me? What do I dream of now?
Money and career took over for a while in NYC, but I found myself miserable and in need of several medications (prescribed and…..not).
Any suggestions my dear friends?
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Update
Hey everyone. Just wanted to let you all know that I'm still alive and well....sorta. I've had some serious alergies the past week and thought I might die but finally went to a chemist and got some meds. Haven't started looking for a job yet cause I'm still being a lazy ass, and I'm totally fine with that. :)
The apartment is still fabulous, however awkward it may be. I forgot that it was awkward at first in NYC with Mary and Manda, but living with guys makes it about 100 times worse. It's not like they are going to recognize that I'm bored out of my head and need some company. haha. Hopefully we all get to hang out together soon so that I don't feel like such a stranger to them.
Brissy is funny. They have a carnival called Ekka (probably spelled that wrong) and it starts on a Wednesday and it's a public holiday for all of Brisbane. Isn't that the weirdest thing you have ever heard? I thought so. I'm supposed to go to a dinner with one of the roomys for it, apparently this is a big deal around here. It better be fun. Can't wait for some cotton candy and the ferris wheel. Oh to be a kid again....
That's all for now, will write when something actually exciting happens. Like a job. Or a boy...
The apartment is still fabulous, however awkward it may be. I forgot that it was awkward at first in NYC with Mary and Manda, but living with guys makes it about 100 times worse. It's not like they are going to recognize that I'm bored out of my head and need some company. haha. Hopefully we all get to hang out together soon so that I don't feel like such a stranger to them.
Brissy is funny. They have a carnival called Ekka (probably spelled that wrong) and it starts on a Wednesday and it's a public holiday for all of Brisbane. Isn't that the weirdest thing you have ever heard? I thought so. I'm supposed to go to a dinner with one of the roomys for it, apparently this is a big deal around here. It better be fun. Can't wait for some cotton candy and the ferris wheel. Oh to be a kid again....
That's all for now, will write when something actually exciting happens. Like a job. Or a boy...
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