Tuesday, 27 December 2011

And a very stormy Christmas to you!

On Christmas day a big storm hit the town where I'm from in Norway.

Part of the roof of the building where my grandmother lives fell off and into the road. My grandmother is okay, she just said she heard a very big crash as it happened.

10, big, 35 year old trees below the family farm blew over. And there is loads of other damages all over the town as well.

I contacted my mum and dad as soon as I heard about the storm, they're all alright. I've also not heard about anyone else being hurt or worse, so I hope everyone is alright over there.

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Christmas traditions.

Yesterday was the first time I've celebrated on Christmas day. Well, I have opened my presents on the morning of the 25th once before, but I was on my own, and it was only because I worked a 14hour shift on the 24th.

Anyway.

It was nice to see how someone else celebrates Christmas, but I can't get over how "short" it was... got up, opened the presents, and that was it really. No more christmassy stuff. I think I prefer what my family usually does, but that's probably because that's what I'm used to. But like I said, it was nice to see how someone else celebrates.

What are your traditions? How do you celebrate Christmas? Do you celebrate it at all?

What my family usually does is, we don't decorate until the evening of the 23rd, then when we get up on the 24th it's all christmassy and the stockings have been filled and there is usually a present for each of us under the tree from Santa (if you don't believe in him you don't get presents from him, Haha!). If the 24th falls on a weekday then we go to work for a few hours, usually to 4 at the latest, depending on what kind if job you have of course, but my family has always been lucky with that.

At 5 the church bells "rings the Christmas in". My family doesn't go to church, because we're not religious, so at 5 we sit down and have our dinner. The others have sheep and pork ribs with loads of other stuff, while I usually have rice porridge (in Norway porridge is also what Santa eats.).

After dinner we put everybody's presents under the tree and then we sit down for a few hours and read cartoons and play board games. My family's favourite is trivial pursuit.

Then around 8 or 9 we start opening the presents. My sister is usually the one that goes and gets one from under the tree, she reads the label, gives it to the person it's for, sits back down and everybody watches as that person open the present. It takes a while to open all the presents, but I like it. I like seeing what every one gets, who they get it from, how they react and all that. That's my favourite thing, seeing other people open their present.

By the time we finish it's usually close to midnight, we might stay up for a bit longer to "play" with our presents or a quick round of TP, and then we go to bed. I like how it's a whole day of Christmas, and not just a morning.

This is how we celebrate with my mum, and how we used to celebrate when my mum and dad was still together. I've not celebrated with my dad since they got divorced, I've only seen him after Christmas so we've just opened our presents from each other.

How do you celebrate?

Friday, 23 December 2011

Happy Holidays!

I am going away until after New Years, I might still update via mobile posts, but I just want to wish everybody Happy Holidays before I go. Have a great time with family, friends or on your own!

Thursday, 22 December 2011

Guest Post: Mistletoe & Wine?


Mistletoe & Wine?


By Nicky, web author of www.weboftangleddreams.blogspot.com

As Sir Cliff would say, Christmas time, mistletoe and wine ...

Hmm, wine is not a good thing for me to be drinking; nothing
good has ever come of me drinking wine. These episodes are
infamously known amongst my friends, or those lucky (or unlucky)
enough to be witness to these goings-on, as my “wine decisions”.
The last one ended with a belly –dancing episode that is never ever
to be repeated, or spoken of again.

Mistletoe? Hmm, again, nothing good has ever come of me brandishing a sprig of mistletoe either.
There are far too many undesirables fancying their chances at this time of year, praying on young,
single girls like little old me. And trust me, where I live, there are plenty of undesirables lurking.

Okay, I admit it, Christmas is officially a difficult time to be single. Snuggling up in front of the
fire, swapping presents, being all lovey-dovey like on the TV. But come on, how many couples are
actually that perfect and festive?

It’s a proven fact that more marriages and relationships break down at Christmas than any other
time of the year. I don’t wish to be the bringer of doom, but it’s statistically proven, if you don’t
believe me, Google it. I’m guessing the reason for this is stress and expectation. The perfect present,
the perfect day, the perfect dinner, who to spend the day with, not getting too drunk, not saying the
wrong thing. It all adds up to a day of panic and worry that knocks the stuffing (pardon the pun) out
of the cute and cuddly festive picture that Hallmark would have us believe.

It’s hard enough spending the day in extreme close proximity to your extended family, when you’re
used to coming and going and having your own space, without having to visit someone else’s and
be on your best behaviour, whilst also putting up with Uncle Sleazebag slapping your arse in a joking
manner, all in jest – of course. That smile on your face will of course be plastered on, and giving you
aching facial muscles, whilst all you can think of is how much you would really like to knee him in the
unmentionables. In jest - of course.

The bottom line is there is far too much expectation, which basically just spells inevitable failure.
People don’t like failure. I certainly don’t like failure.

So this is why, despite the picture of perfect festive coupledom, I actually prefer to be single at this
time of year.

Alright, not “prefer”, but “can see the positives”. That’s probably a more honest assessment of the
situation.

I don’t have to buy a present for someone, wracked with worry that it’s either a) not right, b) not
expensive enough, c) too expensive, d) all of the above rolled together. I don’t have to feign total joy
when presented with a gift that more than likely consists of hideous lingerie, in probably the wrong
size, and I don’t have to split my precious day between two different places, exhausting myself by
eating two Christmas dinners and having to be on my best behaviour, when I could be vegged out
on my own sofa, snuggling up to a tin of Celebrations and watching Disney films on the TV, or Only
Fools & Horses, whichever comes first.

I can also get myself totally glammed up into extreme sequin sparkledom, and grab that badly-
advised mistletoe, inviting whichever young dude I see fit to join me underneath it. This I will admit
comes with the unfortunate downside of having to throw the above mentioned mistletoe in the
nearest bin when the undesirables come a-knocking, which they do, you try it, they’re like moths to
a flame. But the point is, I can do it, if I want, because I don’t have to answer to anyone.

If you are attached this Christmas, please don’t do what my friend does every year – “aww, don’t
worry hun, at least you can spend the money you’d have spent on a guy’s present, on you”. Hmmm,
condescending much? Methinks so. But actually, she has a point, so I took that as permission to go
and buy a new pair of shoes.

Equally, if you’re single this yuletide, don’t get so drunk at your office party that you do a Bridget
Jones, i.e. karaoke with glass in one hand, microphone in the other, singing I Will Always Love You,
or even worse, All By Myself. Dignity nil.

I guess the bottom line is, single, attached, somewhere in between, complicated relationship,
whatever, there are pros and cons to each. I will not have a worse Christmas than my married
friends, and vice versa. We will all fall out with someone, we will all get too drunk at some stage
and say something inappropriate, we will all eat too much, feel sick and get debilitating indigestion,
we will all make some comment about the Queen’s speech and we will all be sick of eating Turkey
by Boxing Day. The thing that matters is that we spend it with someone we love, whether that be a
husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, family, friends or the dog. It may not be perfect, but things very
rarely are.

So Happy Christmas everyone .... now pass me the Quality Street.

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Wednesday, 21 December 2011

In time

I just have to tell you about a great movie I watched today. It's called "in time" and it's got Justin Timberlake, Amanda Seyfried and Johnny Galecki in it.
Everybody in the world stops ageing at 25, then you get one year extra to live. You can beg, steal or earn more time, but like it is in the real world the rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer. You also pay for everything in time.

I think it was a really good movie. The actors were good and the plot was awesome. What would you do if you only had 26 years to live? If you could actually see how long you had left to live? I would have less than a year left now... What would I do in that time? Probably try to earn more... Try not to waste a minute.

You should all watch this movie, it really is great.

Sunday, 18 December 2011

Sunday Spotlight!

I have been featured on Luna's Sunday Spotlight! Please check it out here.

And check out the little beagle pup's other amazing posts as well while you're there! Luna, a dog's life...

Beach House

Book number 42 in the 100+ Reading Challenge

Beach House
by R. L. Stine

Outer back cover: The sun is hot. The water is cold. And the kids are cool.
Too cool to live.
Because a killer is stalking them, one by one. A killer who never leaves a clue. Who disappears as completely as a footprint in the sand.
A killer who has found a very special place in the sun
for some very special fun...

Another book that I thought from the cover would be scary. It was a bit creepy, but I wouldn't call it scary. It was a weird book in a way, it was okay but not great. I used to love to read the Goosebumps books by R. L. Stine when I was a young teenager, and I think I would have enjoyed this book more back then as well, I would have probably even thought it was scary then.

It's a bit confusing as it changes between 1956 and "current" time (early 90's), and keeping track of who's who and what happened in what time can be a bit hard. Because of what happens in the book I just knew there had to be a weird twist but I didn't actually manage to guess what it would be, which was nice, but at the same time I don't know if I like the twist or not, haha.


Saturday, 17 December 2011

Funhouse

Book number 41 in the 100+ Reading Challenge

Funhouse
by Diane Hoh

Outer back cover: When The Devil's Elbow roller coaster goes off its tracks and several teenagers are hurt, everyone thinks it was just an accident. So no one listens  when Tess says she saw someone tampering with the tracks.
But one person knows it's true. That person is playing a deadly game - and is going to make sure Tess doesn't stand in the way. Tess soon finds she's being terrorized, with threatening notes, menacing phone calls, slashed tires, and nasty pranks. When another "accident" occurs in the Funhouse, Tess is sure that she was the intended victim. Who is commiting all these horrifying acts? And why?
Tess is just beginning to realize that the Funhouse can scare you...to death.

Because of the cover I kind of thought this book would be scary, but it was more intriguing actually. I liked all the little twists and that I could guess what was going to happen or anything. A nice book for a short read.


Friday, 16 December 2011

The Time of my Life

Book number 40 in the 100+ Reading Challenge (Yeah, I'm not going to reach 100 before the 31st!)

The time of my life
by Cecelia Ahern

Outer back cover: Lying on Lucy Silchester's carpet one day when she returns from work is a gold envelope. Inside is an invitation - to a meeting with Life. Her life. It turns out she's been ignoring it and it needs to meet with her face to face.
It sounds peculiar, but Lucy's heard of this before. Anyway, she can't make the date: she's much too busy despising her job, lying to her friends and avoiding her family.
It turns out that Lucy's life isn't what it seems. Some of the choices she's made - and stories she's told - aren't what they seem either. From the moment she meets the man who introduces himself as her life, some of these stubborn half-truths are going to be revealed in all their glory - unless she learns to tell the truth about what really matters to her.
Lucy Silchester has an appointment with her life - and she's going to have to keep it.

I love Cecelia Ahern, and this book was no exception. Her books really makes you want to keep reading, in the beginning to figure out what on earth she's on about and then later it just captures you and it's almost impossible to put down. I like how the things she writes about might not be real, but the way she writes it you can imagine that they are. Depending on how much of a realist you are of course.

This book really made me think. Lucy meets with her life, which is a separate person from her. He looks horrible, because Lucy's life is horrible, she just can't see it. I wonder what my life would look like. It also made me think about how dangerous even small lies can be. They really do snowball. Not that I tell many lies, but the way Lucy was and had to deal with it all just made me not want to tell lies even more.

My favourite character was Lucy's neighbour. I don't want to give anything away but she was such an interesting character and it was sad to read about her, but at the same time I would love to read a book just about what she was going through.

Another truly amazing book by Cecelia Ahern! I could definitely imagine this as a movie (although I would probably never be happy with the movie as they're never as good as the books), it would actually be really interesting to see as a movie! Hey movie-makers! Make a movie out of this book! A good one!


Are you serious!?

The Father's mother (M) and I have never really gotten along. Just one of those things where our personalities clash. So I usually try to stay away from her, but I'm civil and stuff when I see her.

A few weeks ago she was visiting and I came out of my room smelling burnt toast. I thought I'd cancel the toaster in case everyone else was busy, but when I got to the kitchen M was there. I told her I could smell burning toast.

M: yes.
Me: would you like me to get it out for you?
M: no, it's already burnt. There's no point.
Me: oh, but I can just press the cancel button.
M: there's no point, it's already burnt.

Well. Since I didn't want the whole house to smell of burnt toast I walked over to the toaster anyway and pressed the cancel button so that the toast popped up. M was next to me straight away, and pushed the toast back down."I know how to use the fucking toaster!"

I just gave up then and walked back to my room before I snapped at her. Apparently the toast was like charcoal when it came out again, because of course she'd started it from the beginning again when she pushed it back down.

After the toaster situation M hasn't said one word to me when we've met (which isn't very often thankfully). Today she dropped The Girl off because she'd had her for the night. She came in for a few minutes to see The Boy. Not a hello or goodbye to me, not a single word unless I spoke directly to her, and then only short replies.

I don't think I've met an adult acting so childish before! Especially in front of kids! Kids and young teenagers act like that. I don't care that she won't talk to me, but she could at least try to be civil in front of her grandkids!

Oh well, hopefully I'll never see her again after I finish in January.

But seriously?! Just because I tried to help her with the toaster?! I can be stubborn sometimes, but I don't think I'm THAT bad!

Would you be that mad at someone just because they helped you when you didn't want help?

Thursday, 15 December 2011

Quick-mix Chocolate Cake

I've been really good lately. I've not had much chocolate, cakes, lollies in quite a while and I've been out running almost every night. But today the sugar craving was just too much. It started out as just the munchies, I wanted something to eat, but no matter how much fruit I ate I still wanted something else. Either salty or sweet. Then I suddenly thought of cakes. I don't know if I was watching tv and there was a cake on or something, but I NEEDED cake!!!

I found a recipe online, I thought I might as well try a new recipe out if I'm going to be bad. Not so sure about the Quick part of the name though, as if you follow the recipe it takes nearly 3 hours before you can actually eat it! And it didn't really whip together all that quick either (but that might just be because I have no patience).

If you want the recipe it's here. It turned out pretty tasty. Now the only problem is it has to be eaten, so I haven't just been bad today, but I'm going to be for a few more days as well..... Oh well. A treat now and then won't kill anyone!
Icing!

And even if it does, it was totally worth it for this yummy cake!

Just a tip if you make it, it doesn't look like enough icing if you make the one in the recipe, but it is. There was actually some left over... Well there always is when I bake because I like to eat the icing! Favourite part of the cake! Oh! And the cake also rises to twice it's size, just something to keep in mind for the cake pan.




Finished result!

Sunday, 11 December 2011

The Blue Memory Meme

Another meme from Sunday Stealing. I haven't answered all of the original questions, which might be cheating in a way, but this is my blog so I'll do whatever I feel like! If you want to see all the original questions here are the links: Part 1 and Part 2
1. If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? Queen Elizabeth II. I think it would be really interesting to have a casual conversation with her, just ask her how her life's been, what she thinks of the changes the world has gone through through her life-time, and how it is to be the Queen, the most famous monarch in the world. And, yeah, I just think it would be interesting to meet her.
2. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? That's a really tricky question, because I want to go everywhere. If the return ticket to Australia is included for free as well I think I would go to..... China maybe, I've been wanting to go there for years. If the return ticket to Australia isn't included (I need to take advantage of my visa while I've got it!) then I would probably go to Uluru. It's on my list of things I MUST see before I leave Australia.
3. What do you think about most? At the moment, probably The Paramedic. I also think a lot about what to do when I finish as an au pair.
4. Do you believe in karma? Yes. Well, I hope it's true. It just nice to think that good things will happen to good people and bad things to bad people, although often it can seem like it's the other way around.
5. Give me the first thing that come to mind when you hear the word: heart. Love
6. Are you happy with the person you've become? Most of the time. There are times I wish I was different, but then I just try to work on those things. After all, I'm the only one that can change who I am!
7. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes
8. What about aliens? Yes. I find it impossible to believe that all the life in the universe is on only one planet.
9. What is the single best decision you've made in your life so far? To travel alone. Instead of waiting to travel with someone or not going at all I'm glad I took the first step which was going on a holiday to Edinburgh all on my own. I was scared shit-less, but it made me realize that I don't have to go with someone to have a good time.
10. Can insanity bring on more creativity? In some cases I guess. But then again I think everybody is a little insane, it just depends who you ask.
11. To you, what is the meaning of life? To see as much as possible, learn as much as possible and have fun!
12. What's a song that always makes you happy when your hear it? I like most old-school music and call it my good-mood music, but music from the movie "Grease", like Summer lovin' usually cheer me up.
13. Do you believe in real magic? Yes, but I am sceptic as well when I watch magicians, because I know a lot of that is trickery and maths, but I think that there is probably some people who can practice real magic out there.
14. Do you ever hold grudges against people who have done you wrong? Yes. It depends what it is they've done, but yes sometimes.
15. What is your secret weapon to get people to like you? I don't know. I don't think I have one. I try to just be myself, as far as I've noticed I don't do anything in particular to try and make people like me, unless I do it subconsciously.

My weekend.

Well, it's been a busy week and a busy weekend. It's nice to have today to just relax and not do anything at all before it's back to work tomorrow.

On Friday The Mother, one of her friends, H, and I went into Brisbane. The Mother had a work Christmas do and after that we were all going out. We had booked a hotel room in the city so that we wouldn't have to worry about getting home in the middle of the night.
No, I do not get a sudden urge to jump!
We had a little bit of drama before we even got into town, H managed to leave her bag in the car! Luckily she noticed not long after we got on the train so we just got off after a couple of stations and thankfully someone brought it to us. We were just glad H realized early on the train and not as we got into the city or right before we were going out that night.

When we got into town we walked to the hotel, the Sebel, and left our stuff there while we went shopping. It was a nice hotel, good location and we got a very pretty apartment.
The Mother had to return some shoes, so our first stop was the shoe shop. Now I had brought with me a pair of shoes that I was going to wear that night, but I really wanted some higher heels as I was wearing a pencil skirt, and that really does look better with high heels. I found some shoes that I liked but most of them were really uncomfortable because my feet are quite wide. But in the end I found some glittery silver shoes. All I could say as I put them on was: "I'm tall!! I'm so tall!". I didn't really need them, but I've been wanting a pair of high heels for a while, just because I don't have any, so I bought them. I don't really wear heels, but at least now I know I have some when I "need" it. I originally wanted some black ones, because that goes with everything, but I like silver too.

We then went in some clothes shops. There are so many pretty dresses!! Especially when I don't need to buy one. If I had needed one I probably wouldn't have seen a single one that I liked! So, ummm, yeah, I bought a dress too.... I ended up with a whole new outfit for going out. I don't regret buying the dress, it's a nice simple black one, so I can use it again and again. And I have been wanting a little black dress for ages as well.
My new outfit!
We went back to the hotel room and The Mother got ready and left for her work party, while she was there H and I got ready to go out on the town and started the drinking. We stayed in the hotel room until The Mother got back, that way we didn't have to walk around in our heels for so long! The view from the hotel room balcony was even prettier at night!
We went to a pub near the hotel, Gillhooleys, and spent the rest of the night there, drinking and dancing to the live band, which was actually really good. I was quite proud of myself for managing to keep my shoes on and not falling over the whole night. It was nice to be so close to the hotel though as I could take my shoes off as soon as we got out of the pub and just walk barefoot back to the room.
On Saturday morning we all went to the Coffee Club near the hotel for breakfast. It was very nice. I would only go there occasionally though as it's not really the cheapest place in town!

I then helped The Mother and H to carry out things back to the train station, but The Mother took my things back home for me because I was staying in town to meet a friend.

My friend, M, was an au pair for the same family as me back in England. I was their first au pair and she was the third. We'd met a couple of times when I'd visited the family in England and we figured since we were both in Brisbane we should meet up. It was nice to see her again, even though we're not really very close or anything. It felt kind of strange to think that the last time we saw each other it was on the other side of the world. M has gotten a job in Brisbane so she'll be staying here for a while, so hopefully we can see each other again a few times before I leave Brisbane in January.

When I got back home I was only home for about an hour before The Mother and I went to a Christmas party at one of her friend's house, the same place I first met The Paramedic actually. We didn't really stay at that party for very long, both The Mother and I didn't really feel like drinking, so we just caught up with some people.... Well, she did, I just talked to some people I didn't know... And then we left. It was kind of nice as it meant I got a proper night's sleep tonight and I don't have to feel like I've been drinking all weekend.

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Life altering event

Nearly 6 years ago a long-term boyfriend broke up with me. Now, I wasn't devastated or anything like that, I had known something wasn't right for a while. Anyway, that's not the point.

I had been wanting to go to the UK before I even met The Ex, and when he broke up... Well, what was stopping me?

It took a few months, but I finally decided to actually do something about it instead of just thinking about it. So I handed in my resignation at my job at the bakery (which I didn't like anyway), and I got a part-time job substituting at a nursery. As a substitute I wouldn't need to give any notice before leaving, so I thought it would be perfect for when I could finally go to the UK.

At first I was looking at "normal"jobs and flats online, but it's very hard to do it that way when you can't go for a viewing or an interview and I know nothing of the areas or anything, so I decided I'd take a different route and I started looking at au pairing jobs.

Less than a year after The Ex had broke up with me I was sitting on a plane over to England. I had gotten a job as an au pair in a place called Chesterfield, and as it turned out I stayed in Chesterfield for over 3 years before I decided I wanted to see even more of the world.
The crooked spire of Chesterfield.
I don't think I realized how life-changing the break-up was at the time, how could I? But I'm sure happy it did happen. As far as I'm concerned my life changed to the much better. If someone offered me a chance to go back in time to the time around the break-up I would not take it. I don't want to change a thing.

What about you? Tell me about an even or incident, big or small, that has changed your life in some way. Did you realize it was life-changing at the time? Did it change your life for the better or worse? Would you go back in time and handle things differently if you could?

Friday, 2 December 2011

I keep changing my mind!

I have had today off, so I've been looking at what specified jobs there are in regional Australia, for when I finish as an au pair in January. Most of the jobs either require me to have a licence or they want me to start straight away. Or they want male workers...

But then after I had been looking at what kinds of jobs there were for a while (not a lot of jobs anyway really), I just thought that since most of them want workers to start immediately anyway I might as well wait until I finish this job before I look.

And then I started thinking that I don't really want to do specified work, which is mainly fruit picking anyway. It's going to be hard work and I'll melt outside in the heat. I would like to do it for a bit, because I think it's part of the experience on a working holiday visa in Australia, but I don't really want to tie myself down to one place for 3 months (or more).

The whole point on me coming to Australia is to see the country, travel. And I've already "wasted" 6 months as an au pair. Don't get me wrong, the family is really nice and it's nice to know I've got a place to stay for free so I can save up money, and that I've got a job and I'm earning money, but it's hard to travel when I can only do it on the weekends. I also get kind of "settled" and just want to stay at home and relax when I've finally got some time off. Whereas if I didn't have a job I'd feel like I'd have to do something and I'd travel more. Hopefully.

So, at the moment I am looking at just travelling for a bit. Hostels have got notice board with jobs posted on them so that when I want to make some money I can have a look at them (or online), but I'm not going to stress it too much. I am also thinking that if I don't do 3 months worth of specified work, and I don't qualify for a second Working Holiday Visa, then if I choose to come back to Australia it will be a kick up the bum to figure out what I want to study as I would probably have to get a student visa.

I have found a greyhound bus pass from Brisbane to Melbourne, it's a hop-on hop-off one, so I'll get to see more of Australia, so I might buy that one for when I finish here in January.
(source)
I am also thinking about flying over to Tasmania when I get to Melbourne and going on a 6 day tour down there, to see that part of Australia as well. I think it's very easy to miss out on Tasmania when you're backpacking because most people tend to just stick to the mainland. After that? We'll see.... Apparently all of Tasmania is on the list of regional areas, so maybe I'll just get a one-way ticket down there and then do a few weeks work there if they have any?

But I might change my mind again before January, so who knows what'll happen?

What about The Paramedic I might hear you ask? Well, I still have no idea what's going on there and even if things do work out between us I'm still going to travel. Who knows, maybe he'll even come with me some places. If not it will just have to be a long distance thing for a while.

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Look at this!

I have written another guest post at my friend Nicky's blog.

Easier said than done...

If you want to read my first guest post for Nicky, here it is:

I travel alone, for better or worse...

Guest post: What becomes of the broken hearted?



What becomes of the broken hearted?
 
By Nicky Curtis
Web author of Little Miss Dreamer


There are two certainties in life:

  1. You are born, and then at some stage you die. There’s no point trying to run away from this happy little fact, you can’t beat the grim reaper, so deal with it.
  2. You will have your heart broken into tiny smithereens somewhere along the way, whether you try to avoid it or not.

It’s a cheerful old life isn’t it?

There’s not a lot you can do about the first one, this is the deal you make when you enter into this world. You might not remember agreeing to this trade off, I don’t, at the time I was more concerned about the bright lights and screaming, but it really is the inevitable. So we’ll waste no more time arguing the pros and cons of that, because unless you make a deal with the devil, which I wouldn’t advise, then really you’re stuck with it.

Certainty number two however, is an event you could try to avoid, but sooner or later it will catch up with you, and if a person doesn’t do the breaking, then the loneliness will do it for you. Whichever way you spin it, basically you’re screwed.

So as Robson and Jerome sang, or whoever they stole the song from, what becomes of the broken hearted? This is a question I’m particularly keen to know the answer to, because right now my own beating heart is struggling to heal itself and any help would be greatly received.

I don’t regret the events that led to my heat being trampled on until it screamed, I opened myself up to a person I believed to be worthy of my love. He seems to be unworthy right now, although I am ever hopeful and believe that one day he’ll come good. Regardless of that, I am hurt, I am broken, and in need of fixing. The overwhelming feeling, other than ouch, is confusion. Why? I don’t understand how someone’s feeling can go from 10 and then back down to zero, mine certainly haven’t. His decisions and moods give me whiplash and deep down I know I deserve better. But can we choose who we fall in love with? I really don’t think so.

I guess that is where the problem lies.

I, like a lot of girls, am a sucker for a bad boy. Good boys don’t interest me. I like the drama, I like the excitement, I like the flattery. Yes, with that comes an element of risk, but there’s always the hope that maybe he’ll fall in love, maybe you’ll be the one to make him change.

I’ve never been a girl that thinks they’ll change, once a bad boy, always a bad boy really, but I do believe there’s some good in everyone. And that, ladies and gentleman, right there, that is why I get hurt. Because I am naive, I am stupid and I think the best of people. Not all people are good. Not all people are capable of love. Not all people are trustworthy. And not all people can be trusted with your heart.

I clearly don’t know the difference between the two species.

If you’ve ever been in this situation, you’ll know that around the time this life-altering event happens to you, everyone else in the vicinity seems to undergo some sort of positive change in their relationship/find a new love/get married etc, and you are left wondering what the hell you did to deserve it. I’m beginning to wonder whether I did something really terrible in a previous life and karma is now making me pay. The result of this sudden out-pouring of love to other people and the cup seriously running dry in your direction, is loneliness. And loneliness approximately one month prior to Christmas is not a good thing.

It will be lonely this Christmas indeed. It would have been if things were going well, considering he lives in Turkey and I live in England, but at least I would have felt something back. Right now, I feel like he’s slammed a door in my face, and I wonder if I will ever recover.
I’m assured that things will get better. I have many arguments to the contrary and unless my emotions undergo some sort of major overhaul akin to a DIY SOS transformation, then I think next year will be as difficult as this one.

What am I dreading most? Seeing him again, with someone else. Going to the place I met him, where I always go, and feeling his presence even though he’s not stood in front of me. Missing him forever more and never getting over it. Never meeting anyone else who makes me feel the way he did. I think that’s the worst one. He gave me a taste of happiness and whipped it away.

So what does become of the broken hearted?

Well, I guess look around, every person you see will either be suffering from one, recovering from one, had one, or be about to have one. I guess at the end of the day, we’re all in the same boat.

Why do we do this to ourselves? Well, they say love makes the world go around. Maybe we have to risk heartbreak to find true love.

See, I told you it was a cheerful old life ….



Like what you read?
(It’s usually much more cheerful, I promise!)

Sunday, 27 November 2011

It will hopefully be better now...

Sorry about being so quiet lately.

It's been a busy couple of weeks, and to top it off my laptop was throwing a wobbly, so I decided to only use it for short periods of time to check my e-mails and FB just in case it decided to die on me.

I had a look at getting my laptop fixed, it seemed like there was just a loose component or something as the picture would go all weird, but everything still worked. And also I figured that I shouldn't waste my money on a new one now that I'm travelling anyway. I went and talked to someone about it and they said it would probably be around $200 to fix it.

The laptop was a shitty cheap one that only cost maybe twice that, the keyboard wasn't working properly and neither was the mouse-pad buttons. So in the end I decided to just go and buy a new laptop (also because I'm a tech-nerd). I got some money for my birthday the other week and it would be enough to get a new one, hopefully not as crappy as the last one.

So yesterday I was running around Chermside shopping centre (NOT fun this close to Christmas, too many people! I'm glad I'm done with all my Christmas shopping!) trying to find a new one. I finally found one, well I found two, but one didn't have a DVD drive so I went with the other one. It was even less than what I was planning to spend and the shop assistant said it was a good laptop as well. I asked if they had it in stock, he said yes, one brand new one left, went into the store room to get it, only to realize it was on lay-by for someone.

When I've decided on something, especially electronic stuff, I have decided, I will rarely settle for something different. The shop-assistant said that I could order it online, it would take 5-7 working days to arrive, but at least I would get the laptop I wanted. So I thanked him and went home. I wasn't too happy about having to wait so long, but at least I had saved my files from my old laptop just in case it totally died on me.

When I got online it turned out that they don't do home deliveries on the laptop I wanted.... Typical. But they did have it in stock at another shopping centre nearby. I politely asked The Mother if she could take me to that shopping centre, which luckily she would, I booked the laptop online before we went (just in case) and it was there waiting for me when we got to the shop. YAY!!

So I am now the owner of my first Acer laptop. So far it seems good. It's a lot quicker than my old one, but that might be because I've not installed a thousand and ten things on it yet. It's strange having to get used to a new keyboard and mouse pad, but I'll get there.

I had to name my laptop when I set it up. Seeing as Kaby's Bob died, I had to give the name a second chance.

Please don't die on me Bob!!

Sunday, 20 November 2011

City Sights!

Not long after I came to Brisbane I found out that the council has a bus tour called CitySights, and I have been wanting to do the tour for a while now, as I think it sounded like a good way of seeing more of Brisbane. I would not have been happy with myself if I hadn't done the tour while I was in Brisbane.

I didn't really want to do anything other than lie in bed and read some books today, but as that's all I did yesterday I thought I should probably move out of my bedroom today. So I decided since the weather was nice, and I would just keep putting it off if I didn't do it now, I might as well do that tour.

It does quite a few stops, and you can hop on and off at any of them.

The first place I hopped of was at Mt Coot-Tha. Stunning view of the city from there. I would love to go there early one morning and watch the sunrise!
The next stop I got off at was actually the one after Mt Coot-Tha; Brisbane Botanic Gardens, Mt. Coot-Tha. There Was loads of beautiful flowers there, I especially liked the Japanese Garden. I would love to go back one day as they don't do the free guided tours on Sundays.
The last place I hopped off was Chinatown. I had some lovely Chinese food at one of the restaurants for my lunch, house fried rice without prawns, yummy! I can't remember what the restaurant was called, sorry.
As I finished eating just as one of the CitySights buses had gone, and it was 45 minutes until the next one, I decided I would walk along the river back to the train station. I then also got some nice shots of Story Bridge, which was on my list of things see while I was in Brisbane.
I had a nice day, so I'm really glad I didn't just stay in bed.

But now my laptop is starting to act up, so I'm getting a bit nervous... I just hope I have time to get a memory stick and transfer my pictures to it before it decides to die!! Please don't die laptop, I've only had you for 2 years!

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Serendipity

Book number 39 in the 100+ Reading Challenge

Serendipity
by Melanie La'Brooy

Outer back cover: Hero Hathaway likes her life ordered, neat. Perfect. So how does she end up in a Manhattan bar, downing cocktails and masquerading as fearless trapeze artist Lola? Not to mention flirting with the charmingly unpredictable bartender, Oscar Martin. Sparks fly, but when Hero panics and runs away, it's the end of the affair - until she bumps into Oscar in Sydney, two years later...

I liked this much better than The Wish List. It was more believable, in some ways anyway. I sat down and read the whole book today in a few hours. The book takes place over a fairly short amount of time, it jumps from Hero and Oscar meeting in Manhattan to two years later, but the feel of the book isn't rushed because of it or anything.

The way both Hero and Oscar act can seem very over the top, but it kind of gets explained in a way that makes it justified. I wouldn't mind if someone would send an Oscar my way actually! Haha.




Eatons Hill Tavern 2

For my first post about Eatons Hill Tavern click here.

We went to Eatons Hill again last night. The Mother called EHT earlier this week asking if my passport would be accepted at the door and explaining the trouble we had last time. She was told that I should be able to get in with a passport no problem as they weren't allowed to not accept passports. The lady The Mother talked to also gave us the name of the manager that was on last night so that we could talk to him if there was any trouble.

Even though The Mother had called and made sure I would get in with my passport we were still nervous there would be some drama.

I got to the door, gave my passport to the doorman, he said "We don't get many people from Norway here!", typed something into his machine, scanned it and let me in! Yay!

Maybe they had been warned that someone would come with a passport? Haha! Or maybe they realized that not letting people in unless they have an Australian driver's licence is very discriminating?

We had a good night though. I kept wishing that The Paramedic would come, but he had to get up at 5am today for work. I hadn't eaten since lunch, so I got very drunk, very quickly. But not so drunk that I didn't know what I was doing, or can't remember what happened last night today.

Sunday, 13 November 2011

The Wish List

Book number 38 in the 100+ Reading Challenge

The Wish List
by Melanie La'Brooy

Outer back cover: Who says a modern girl can't believe in fairy tales?
Lucy is a hopeless romantic who drives her friends crazy as she tries to make her old boyfriend Tom fall in love with her again.
Then Lucy meets the man of her dreams - or so it seems - and must finally decide whether true love is fact, fiction, or something in between.

It was a fun book. I didn't feel it was very exciting as I was reading it, but at the same time I found it hard to put down once I got into it.

One thing I didn't like was that some of the characters were VERY stereotyped. They weren't very believable, I'm not saying that people aren't like the way they were described in the book, but it's very rare. And when I read a book I like to think that it could be real, which was occasionally hard because of how some of the characters acted.

But It was an okay book. Made me chuckle a few times.

Saturday, 12 November 2011

The Madness Meme, Part 2

Here is Part 2 of the meme I started last Sunday, found at Sunday Stealing. For Part 1 click here.

23. Do you ever walk around the house naked? No. I haven't when I've lived on my own either. I'm too worried that someone might see me through the window or someone comes to visit or something.
24. If you were an animal what would you be? Why? Probably a cat. That way I can lie and not do anything all day and people think it's normal. Haha!
25. Hair color you like on someone you're dating? I don't really care, I've been attracted to men with all hair colors.
26. If suffering an injury, would you rather be left blind or deaf? I'm part deaf after a football/soccer incident already, and I would prefer going completely deaf to completely blind. That way I can still see all the beautiful things around us.
27. Do you have any special talents? I can put my knees behind my head when I'm lying down on the floor...? Oh, and instead of just curling my tongue I can also make "the clover" or whatever you want to call it.
28. What do you do as soon as you walk in the house? Put my feet on the floor.
29. Do you like horror or comedy? Comedy. I used to love horror movies when I was younger, but I seem to have become more of a "chicken". Horror movies aren't too bad if I've got a nice man next to me though.
30. Are you missing anyone? I miss some of my friends back in Norway and England.
31. Where do you want to live when you are old? I don't quite know yet.
32. Who is the person you can count on the most? Probably my mother.
33. If you could date any celebrity past or present, who would it be? Kellan Lutz or Kunal Nayyar maybe, I follow them both on twitter and they both seem like really nice guys, they're rather easy on the eye too.
34. What did you dream last night? I hardly ever remember my dreams.
35. What is your favorite sport to watch? I don't really watch sports. With the right people with you, any sport can be fun to watch.
36. Are you named after anyone? No. Not that my parent have told me anyway.
37. What is your favorite alcoholic drink? I usually drink Smirnoff Ice when I'm out, or a sweet white or rose wine. But I absolutely LOVE cocktails, not sure which one is my favorite though.
38. Non alcoholic drink? Water.
39. Have you ever been in love? Yes.
40. Do you sing in the shower? Rarely, and only if there is no one else in the house!
41. Have you ever been arrested? No, and I hope I never am.
42. What is your favorite Holiday? Not sure. Maybe Christmas/New Years, because of all the nice decorations.
43. Would you ever get plastic surgery? I would love to say no on this one, but I don't know what might happen in the future.
44. Have you ever caught a fish? es, I used to go fishing with my granddad a lot when I was younger, I once caught 5 on the same line!

Like nails on a blackboard!

I went with the mother to the chiropractor today, because last time she went he had told her to bring someone in case he needed an extra pair of hands. Let me tell you, it made me try a lot harder to look after my own back and neck! Bad backs are in my family, so I should be careful with it anyway. But seeing what actually happens at the chiropractor's? Urgh!

You know how some people find the sound of nails on a blackboard really irritating? For some people it can be something else, like whistling or a knife against a plate, etc.

When the chiropractor grabbed The Mothers head and turned it quickly, (you know what I'm talking about? Looked like he was going to kill her by twisting her neck to the side!) I didn't like that at all!!! The sound, the way it looked... No thank you! That's actually the main reason I want to try and take better care of my neck and back now.

Of course all the other things about having a bad back and isn't good either, but that was my main thing. I don't want anybody to do that to my neck!! Just looking at it made shivers go down my spine and I felt a bit nauseated.

I should probably have my back checked though at some point, as however much I might hate that neck-twisting, it's better to try and fix it than for it to just get worse and worse. I might book an appointment when I go back to Norway.

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Ants, ants and more ants!!

One of the things people don't really tell you about Australia is how many ants there are!

They're everywhere!

I'm not scared of ants or anything, and I don't really mind them. As long as they stay outside!

The last week there has been loads of ants inside the house, which is driving me potty! People keep telling me that when the ants come inside that means it's going to rain... It's been sunny and close to 30 degrees all week!

The thing that really bugs (no pun intended) me with having the ants inside is that I keep thinking the house must be filthy! So I've had two "OCD-attacks" this week, the second one today. I was close to getting the toothbrush out to make sure that it was clean between the tiles just so that the ants would go away. It wasn't so bad after I'd cleaned the floors, and taken both bins out. I probably hoovered up a couple of hundred ants as well. But they started to come back in again, not as many as before, but still. I just had to walk away from where they were coming in to calm down. If not I would probably still be cleaning.

So if you find this by Googling "Things to know about Australia", "Facts about Australia", or anything else that brings you here, just know:

THERE ARE ANTS EVERYWHERE!!!

That's one of the things people don't tell you about Australia....

Sunday, 6 November 2011

Haircut and animals

Sorry about the lack of posts this week guys!

On Wednesday I had an extra day off. It was The Boy's first birthday so The Mother took the day off work, meaning I got the day off. So I went to a shopping centre nearby(ish) for some retail therapy. It's one of Australia's biggest shopping centres and I've only been there twice before but never had a proper look around. Chermside it's called. Anyway.

I had a nice day, I had a proper bra-fitting for the first time in my life, got a couple of new clothes, a Christmas present, a new diary and a haircut. I've not gotten my hair cut in ages! My hair is really thick, and it had gotten quite long, so it was rather heavy. I always regret it when I have a hair cut though so I told them I still wanted it below my shoulders. When I told the hairdresser how "short" I wanted it she asked if I was sure... I wasn't, but it's only hair right, it grows back out again, so I got her to cut it. And also thin it out a bit. I'm seriously not kidding when I say my hair is think, hairdressers (and other people) always comment on it.

When I was finished I looked at the floor. LOADS of hair! But I just thought it was because my hair was so thick. Then I got The Mother to take a picture of it when I got home. I had also taken a picture the same morning because I was planning to get a haircut in the near future. It was quite a bit shorter, I don't think I had quite realized how long my hair had actually gotten!
And no, I did not dye it, it's just the different light or something..

While I don't regret my haircut this time (must be because it's still below shoulder length), I still want to grow it long again. But this time I will get it trimmed and thinned out regularly so that it's lighter and healthier.

I went to see The Paramedic again yesterday.... Hmmmm... I'm going to TRY no to invest too much emotion in that, not get too emotionally involved, not yet anyway, I'll have to see how it goes first. I'll give him a few more chances, he's difficult to read.

Today we went to Australia Zoo again. Last time we went we got some tickets with free entry until Christmas so we went today to see the new Africa part of the zoo.
It was okay. The cheetahs were being checked up by the vet or something so we didn't get to see them, and the only other animals they had were the zebras, rhinoceroses and giraffes. It was still cool to see those animals of course, but I think I expected more the way they had been going on about it.

Only thing missing from this picture is a baboon holding a lion cub...
After we saw the Africa part we had a little wander through the "regular" part of the zoo.



At one point while we were walking through the zoo there was a lizard following me! I think lizards are really cool, but I have to say this one freaked me out a little bit. At first it would run towards me when I had my back turned and freeze as soon as I looked at it. But then it just didn't care anymore and came straight towards us. Turned out it was chasing another, smaller, lizard though.
After we had walked around Australia Zoo for a while we went to Melaney for lunch. Very cute little place, reminded me a little bit of Kuranda, it had the same hippey-y feel about it.

After Melaney we went to Gerrard Lookout. Very beautiful view.

So that's pretty much what's happened this week, other than work. Hope you all have an amazing week next week!

The Madness Meme, Part 1

I found another meme over at Sunday Stealing today that I thought looked fun, so here goes!
1. Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work? Can't say I have, no. Do people actually do that?
2. What's the larges age difference between you and someone you've dated? I went on a date once with a guy that was 19 years older than me! Nice guy, I just couldn't get past the age difference...
3. Ever been in a car wreck? No
4. Were you popular in high school? No and I wish I could go back in time and go again with the knowledge I have now as then I wouldn't be so self conscious.
5 Have you ever been on a blind date? No, could be interesting to try though...
6. Are looks important? I'd like to say no, but looks are the first thing you notice in a person, unless you're blind or the first time you talk to them is on the phone. But how you perceive their looks can change after you get to know a person. So yes when it comes to first-impressions, and when you get to know them then it can be yes or no depending on their personality and how you get along with them....
7. Do you have any friends that you've known for 10 years or more? Yes
8. By what age would you like to be married? I'm not really that bothered about marriage, I don't need a ring or a document to prove that I love someone.
9. Does the number of people a person's slept with affect your view of them? I hope not.... Don't think so... I don't really ask people how many people they've slept with though.
10. Have you ever made a mistake? Just like everyone else I've made loads of mistakes. That's how you learn though and part of what makes you you.
11. Are you a good tipper? Depends on the service, I don't get it when people leave a large tip after they've gotten horrible service.
12. What's the most you have spent for a haircut? I don't know, I usually go to cheap places or get someone to do it for free, after all, it's just hair, it'll grow back out again.
13. Have you ever had a crush on a teacher? I think most people do at some stage of their life, so yes.
14. Have you ever peed in public? I've used public toilets, and peed in the forest, does that count?
15. What song do you want played at your funeral? Not really given it much though, don't know.
16. Would you tell your parents if you were gay? I don't know. I'd probably just introduce them to a girlfriend or something....
17. What would your last meal be before getting executed? Probably something boring like Spaghetti Bolognese (Yummy).
18. Beatles or Stones? Both.
19. If you had to pick one person on earth to die, who would it be? I'm not going to tell you, because I don't want to explain it.
20. Beer, wine or hard liquor? Wine, white or rose, sweet.
21. Do you have any phobias? I'm terrified of spiders!!!
22. What are your plans for the future? I hate this question, unfortunately they ask it at most job interviews so I should really have an answer ready. I pretty much just go with the flow. I'd like to travel some more, find out what I want to work with, study, and find a guy!

Sunday, 30 October 2011

The girl next door

Book number 37 in the 100+ Reading Challenge

The Girl Next Door
by Elizabeth Noble

Outer back cover: What makes a house a home?
For Eve Gallagher, home is miles away in England since she and her husband relocated to an apartment building on New York's Upper East Side. And life isn't remotely coming up roses.
What makes a neighbour a friend?
Violet has lived in the building for decades but she's always kept herself apart, until Eve's loneliness touches her heart and friendship blossoms.
What makes a wife a lover?
Jason Kramer in Apartment 6A is no longer sure he loves his wife, but he's head-over-heals for Rachael Schulman in 6B.
What makes the girl next door the woman of your dreams?
Meeting Emily Mikanowski from 3A turns Trip Grayling's world upside down. It's love at first sight, but he needs help from Charlotte, the shy romance addict in 2A, if he's going to win the girl.
Dreams come true, hearts are broken and no one is left unchanged when the secrets and desires hidden behind closed doors are finally brought into the light.

An interesting book. I really liked reading about all the different characters, how they looked at themselves and their families, and how the other people in the building looked at them, how they interacted and all that. It's all very real, real emotions, feelings and thought. Well-written.

Because of how their particular story ended, I would have loved to read more about the Schulmans, and also how Charlotte got along. But at the same time I'm quite happy with  the ending.

I laughed and I cried reading this book.

There was a lot of advertisement for another one of Elizabeth Noble's books on the cover and in the front and back of the book "Things I Want My Daughters To Know", which I wouldn't mind reading if I get ever get the chance.


Saturday, 29 October 2011

I walked around like a zombie today...

The Boy's birthday party was today, he turns 1 on Wednesday. The Father was sad he couldn't be here, since he works away, but I tried to help The Mother a little bit.

Although I'm afraid I wasn't much help though as I was really tired. I woke up at 4am this morning and couldn't manage to go back to sleep! Why does that have to happen on the days I'm off?? Even when I work I don't have to get up until 6am-6.15am!

I  was the photographer at the birthday party. Using The Mother's new digital SLR camera. I said to someone at the party I had taken about 500, but I said it in an exaggerating way and though that it was probably closer to 200 or something. When I came home I saw that I had actually taken over 400!

It was a nice party though, we held it at one of the local parks, so there was plenty of room for the kids to run around and play, and we didn't really have to worry about anything breaking.

I'm just happy I don't have to deal with that many kids at once every day. I can't believe I used to work in a kindergarten!

Now I'm going to see if I'll get any sleep tonight!

Thursday, 27 October 2011

I would like to take it as a sign.....

The mother has got a new SLR camera. She got it for The Boy's birthday in a few days. And she's asked me to take the pictures on the day. She's also said I can borrow it while I'm here. (YAY!!!!) I've already had a play with it.
The Paramedic also has an SLR camera.
My dad has one, my sister has one.
Everybody seems to have one except me!!! I would love to take that as a sign that I should get one. I can afford one, but I should use that money for my travels. I will probably get one as soon as I get back to Norway though (or if I choose to stay....). I really, REALLY would like to get one right now, but I don't know what will happen when I finish as an au pair, and I need to have money to get by, just in case. I would also constantly worry about it getting stolen.
I love how much sharper and prettier the SLR pictures are compared to a compact camera. I also love how I can decide the focus myself instead of just having to be happy with what the camera chooses.

Monday, 24 October 2011

There are monsters in the house!

As The Mother and I was talking together tonight, she suddenly told me to into the other room. Because of the way she acted I guessed she had probably just seen a spider.

I was right.

She managed to kill it. Huntsman, eurgh! I know they're not poisonous, that doesn't matter!

I'm glad she didn't tell me what it was at first as I would have probably had a small freak-out, especially as she was looking directly behind me as she was telling me to get out. I'm also very happy that she isn't as scared of spiders as me and that she respects and understand how scared of them I am.

Not one hour later she told me to get out of the room again. Another huntsman!! That one got closer. It runs so quickly!! And The Mother even said that one was slow!!! I don't like the sound of that! After she killed that one I went into my room and checked it for spiders, also my bathroom. None, phew!

Most of my life people have just been telling me to deal with it, or saying that there's no need to be scared of spiders, it's just a small one, etc, etc.

Phobia, definition: A persistent, abnormal and irrational fear of a specific thing or situation that compels one to avoid it, despite the awareness and reassurance that it is not dangerous.

I think it seems silly when someone is scared of clowns or sand or whatever, but I try to respect it. IRRATIONAL FEAR!!! It's not like they can do anything about it. And I know a lot of people think I'm being silly for being as scared of spiders that I am, and although I can usually laugh about it later, I'm just as scared the next time I see one!

I've always been scared of spiders. For as long as I can remember anyway. My aunt's husband told me before I came to Australia: "At least in Australia you're allowed to be scared of them!" Very true I think, as poisonous ones does actually exist here.

I'm just glad I haven't seen a redback or anything yet, as since that is dangerous I would probably freak out even more than normal!

Sunday, 23 October 2011

What have I done now?!

I went out to meet The Paramedic from last nights post tonight. He sent me a text earlier today asking if I wanted to meet him and his friends at a bar in town. I spent about an hour trying to decide whether I should or not. Just because I've got work in the morning. I have to get up at 6! And I was at a wine tasting earlier today, should be enough alcohol for one weekend!

In the end I decided to go.

I had to look up the bar on the map first as I had no idea where I was going. I found it and I managed to get there, even with the Sunday trains. I'm just glad I was getting off at Roma street because the train didn't go any further tonight because of some work on the lines or whatever.

So I got to the pub and his two best mates are there, as well as his housemate from last night and also his sister! I did have to tell myself to breathe for the first few minutes. They were all nice people though, the housemate didn't seem as jealous as she had yesterday, which was good of course.

The Paramedic also told me he liked me, so at least I won't have to wonder about that. (woho!!) We have also kind of planned to go out on Sunday, which will then be our first totally sober meeting, so that should be interesting.

We were having a nice night, just chatting, drinking, dancing and whatever, then suddenly someone stole his sunglasses! His $500 sunglasses! Which of course upset him. He was trying to see if he could find them for a while, but could't see them anywhere.

Anyway, I had to leave a little bit after that, I didn't want to stay up to late and The Father was picking me up so I didn't want to leave him waiting. The Paramedic and his friends were leaving as well and they were getting a lift from his sister back to his house and were planning to continue drinking, they invited me but I just wanted to get home and get some sleep (yeah, I should be sleeping now but I'm not tired enough).

After The Paramedic and I said goodbye to each other outside the pub, one of his mates came running after me and asked what happened. I told him nothing happened I just had to catch the train, so then he said that I should get The Paramedic to go on the train with me, because we were going the same way anyway. So I walked over to him and told him what his friend suggested and we walked to the train station together.

And BOY am I glad he came on the train with me!!!!

Getting to the train station was an effort in itself.... I was just going to go the same way I came, since that way I knew where I was going, but The Paramedic said there was an easier route. Since he's from Brisbane I trusted him..... It took us about twice as long to get there. He got lost!

We finally got on the train and I was going to call The Father and tell him, so that he would know when to pick me up. Only problem was: my battery was flat! And I don't know the number by heart! The Paramedic lent me his phone so I could go on Facebook and write The Father a message, as he didn't have his number saved on Facebook either. I didn't get a reply.

It was a quiet train ride home, The Paramedic was upset about his sunglasses and I was trying to figure out how to get home. The Paramedic offered to let me stay at his place for the night and then he would drive me home in the morning, but I didn't feel comfortable not coming home without telling The Mother and The Father. If I was the one waiting I would be worried sick!!!

In the end The Paramedic called a taxi for me that would be at my stop when I got there.

As you're reading this, obviously I got home. But whatever forces are out there did not want us to have a good night tonight, so I'm just kind of wondering what I have done to upset them!

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