Update Fundate - Part 2

Thursday.

At first, I had a whole post waiting to be written about my Thursday -- just my Thursday, then I realized. Oh wait. Thursday wasn't eventful. At. All. So, here's a quick snippet.

Went to work at 6:45am.

Wasn't told I was slow and I even asked my manager if he thought I was slow today. He said no. Sweet.

That night, my roommate and I made a grocery store run cuz we're crazy. Out of control, if you will. As we were checking out, I told the lady I probably paid her salary due to my "late night runs" to the grocery. She didn't even crack a smile and told me she was tired. Oh, you crazy Australians, not getting American sense of humor. ::sigh::

BTW. I went to the Doctor on Wednesday because enough was enough. He basically told me was a virus, couldn't do anything and good luck to me. Good thing I paid him to tell me that.

Now Friday.

That was a WHOLE other day.

I dragged myself out of bed, unsuccessfully early, and took my ass to the City. It was about time I got to go pick up a package my Mom had sent me and I figured I could go to a museum or something while I was there.

I picked up my package filled with lots of goodies from Hong Kong. Did I mention my mom went there and didn't even bother to stop over in Australia to say hi?! NICE ONE, Mom. Appreciate it.

Anyway -- I decided to go do some shopping on my way to find the museum. I ended up buying a $10 dress, $19 pair of shoes and a few other knickknacks I didn't need.

I don't know why, but I decided to get lost in the process of shopping and sort of looking for the museum. I finally found the damn museum at 3:30pm. They were closing at 5pm. After talking with the "museum receptionist" -- who, btw, was full of useless information and took his job waaaaaaaaaaay too seriously -- told me I could do the museum in an hour, no problem. I paid the guy $5, thanks to my awesome 'LIFETIME MEMBER' FCCJ Student Card (love that thing!) and walked about the museum. I found some pretty cool stuff all about the history of Sydney and how it came to be...Sydney. Lots of videos and I know a ton of stuff about the Sydney Harbour Bridge. Probably more than I need to know.

There was a cool exhibit about Sydney people and their pets. Ugh. This made me miss my kitty, Charcoal. She's staying with my mom for the time being and, ya know what, I wouldn't be surprised if my mom wanted to keep Charcoal after this. She's really grown on my mom. My mom used to hate my cat. She won't deny it either -- my cat's...special. She likes people if she's forced to, otherwise she'll try to eat you. Literally. It's kind of disturbing, but what can I say, she's my baby. Plus. I'm stuck with her for another...mmm...10 years. Ew. LOVE YA!

Anyway, after an eventful day in the city, I got on the bus to go back to Coogee. A girl I work with at Barzura invited me out for drinks on Friday and as I was on the bus, she called me up to tell me to meet her at her place around 8pm. I brought over a bottle of wine, we gossiped for a bit and then the boys showed up. There were 4 guys who are friend's with Nikki's boyfriend (they're Scottish and the boys are English). They brought two boxes of Goon -- it's basically just boxed wine that tastes like a-hole. Delish. And, for some odd reason, we decided to play drinking games. With wine. Ugh.

People. I drank a whole bottle of wine that night. I don't drink much over here and that hurt. A lot. I was...hmm, what's the word? Gone. We finally scrapped ourselves up off the floor and decided to go to Bondi for more...drinks. Remember the other night? The one where JR and I went to a place called Beach Rd Hotel? Yeah. That's where we headed.

BUT.

I was denied entry. YUP. I was too drunk to go inside. WHAT. IN. THE. I have never been denied entry into a place, EVER. In America, if you want to spend your money, COME ON IN. It was hilarious, actually. Walked up to the bouncer and he said, "Sorry guys. I was told not to let you in." WOW.

Whatever. At least I wasn't the only one. Nikki, Sam and I decided to go back and call it a night, since we were pretty done. I don't have ANY pictures from that night, that's how drunk I was.

I had a really good time that night. I think it was one of the better nights I've had in Sydney. Thank God. It's all about the right people. These people were good for me.

Wait til Saturday's update. Oh goodness...

Update Fundate - Part 1

Been VERY busy these past few days. I love it. Let's begin with Wednesday and work our way to Saturday.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009.

Dear Diary,

Today was a great day.

The end.

Okay. Just kidding -- here we go.

I worked at a lovely 6:45am shift and was told I was slow. You guys remember that.

Well. I failed to mention one of our cooks, JR. He's from the Philippines and is in love with me. All day the guys in the back were joking around saying he wanted my number, blah blah blah. Anyway -- he got my number and we went out that night. We went up to Bondi, since neither of us really had been there, and bar hopped. My kind of night.

First we went to Bondi Hotel and grabbed ourselves a drink. He had a VB and I had a glass of red wine. We chatted and I found out that he used to live here 3 years ago, got deported, and Rodney, the bossman of Barzura, sponsored him to come back. And Rodney paid a hefty fee to get him here. Whoa.

Then we moved on to another bar where we had dessert. He had a Crown beer and I had a glass of Riesling. Turns out, I'm not a fan anymore. I used to drink riesling like it was my JOB, but now -- no thanks. I ordered the white chocolate and raspberry cheesecake and wasn't impressed. JR was being a total chef and kept trying to figure out what ingredients were in it. I think he was just trying to impress me. It wasn't working.

We moved from there and went to Beach Rd Hotel. This. Was. My. Kind. Of. Place. As soon as I walked in there, there were all these hot guys my age and I was like SCORE! Haha. Expect it was apparent that JR wasn't too happy about the "fresh meat." He immediately put his arm around me. We walked up to the bar and he gave me some money and told me to get a drink while he went to the bathroom. I was like OPPORTUNITY!! However, he second guessed himself and didn't go until after we got the drinks. I think he felt a little...threatened.

As we chatted, I asked him about his family, his age, you know, the typical stuff. But he said a few things that had me worried.

i.e. "You won't tell anyone about us going out tonight, right?"

"I have 6 kids all with 6 different women hahah just kidding"

So. Here I am thinking, hmm...this guy is married and has kids. Has to be. So, I have that in my head thinking it's now time to end the night. Awww. Poor JR, he's a nice guy but there's something weird. Something's just not right.

Besides, we both had to work at 6:30 in the morning. Calling it night was a good idea. On the cab ride home he asked me what I wanted for breake (that's pronounced brek-e for the Non-Australians). We came up with this laundry list of things and he said he was going to remember it all and make it for me.

Well, morning came and it was time for me to take my breakfast break. Thinking he wouldn't remember and having that weirdness in the back of my mind, I end up ordering something completely different that he doesn't even touch. Later on, he stops me and says he was pissed I didn't order breakfast from him like we talked about. He had everything ready to go. Whoops.

Once again, poor JR. But there's just something not right. Not right.

I'm currently at the Apple store now writing this post and I'm having a hard time concentrating. God. These sales guys are really annoying with their talking and explanation. Ugh. Why won't they shut up for a minute so I can write this. GEEZ. So inconsiderate ;-) haha

Thursday's update coming soon!