Giddy Gum Drops

I was asleep, but could hear Mancunians talking in my brain.. was I suddenly back home? I haven't actually left at all it's all just a figment of my imagination? Thank god, no.. it's just 2 new manc girl roomies! An accent so familiar to me that it ALMOST make me miss it a little bit. They're kinda cool too, clearly barmy but hey, us northerners are! Phillipa and Sian they're called, and they live in Ashton which is pretty near my part of the woods. Didn't hang around for long, I had places to go and damn clothes to buy for my training at the catering office later on. Said my goodbyes and swiftly left with a purpose. I'm amazed at how independent I'm actually being out here.. like genuinely amazed. I've never really had to do anything by myself before. Even when I lived in Nottingham for 3 years I was always going home at weekends and mummy dearest would help me out with things. But here I'm actually coping surprisingly well. I have no problem with going anywhere and finding things myself and actually thinking logically about stuff instead of just relying on someone else to do it for me.. (see Adele, I'm growing up!). I'm also so shocked at how responsible with my stuff I'm being. I haven't lost one thing yet (touch wood)!

So I head on to a cute little shopping center called Broadway which a girl in my dorm had told me about. I had to get black trousers and a black shirt and some black ballet pump thingies, and apparently she found some pretty cheap. Along the way I stopped by this adorable cafe and just decided to ask if they were hiring.. they were! In fact the hot chinese guy showed a lot of interest and was like 'I'll ring you tomorrow for a trial'.. double yes! So I walked on merrily singing in the sun, not literally but I was feeling pretty good at that moment in time, so I guess you could say I was humming, not technically singing. The mall is really nice, and has some very cute stuff. Unfortunately I couldn't find cheap trousers for the life of me and just ended up spending a ridic amount of $80 on a fricking pair of black trousers. But I guess they're good quality and I'll get good use of them. Found some sort of netted black shirt in the sale so I picked that up, and also the cheapest shoes I could find for $30. Still completely ridiculous for a pair of ballet pumps but I can't afford to be fussy. Where's Primark when I need it?! I have never needed that place more than I need it right now.

When I got back I found Zoebird in a state of panic and all her clothes everywhere. I mean they always are all over the place anyway, but they were MORE than usual. She's lost her bank card. Not her Australian card.. her English card. The one with ALL her money on it. AAAAAAAH! First Marc, now her. I'm seriously waiting to get shitted on. It's bound to happen.. things can't keep going drastically wrong for them and then nothing happens to me, how is that even possible?! I'm honestly going to get pooped on, like lose my bag with my passport and ALL my cards in or something. UGH. So yeah Zoebird's card is gone. I even rummaged through all her dirty knickers to help her find it and no such luck. So I'm lending her money now! It's a good job I'm here or these 2 would be screwed without me. Not tooting my own horn or anything but it's true! They would have nada. However just as she was having the worst luck in the world, her phone rang and it was a cafe asking her to go for a trial that afternoon! go zoooo, go zoooo! She needs a black shirt. Luckily I had seen one in broadway, the same shop I got mine from.. and it was also in the sale and I was going to buy it but chose the other instead. So I went alllll the way back to Broadway with her and bought the shirt for her, because I'm THAT good of a friend. We both got changed into our new businesslike black outfits and then went our seperate ways.

My training was in Bondi which meant getting the train to bondi junction and then I decided to taxi it to the office directly rather than get lost. Somehow I seemed to have mis-timed how long it would take for me to actually get there. I left at 3 and had to be at the office for 5.. I got there at 3.25. No joke. I was an hour and half early, for crap sake. If I was in my bikini wear I would have just gone to the beach but I was in pissing boiling black clothing so I didn't have very many options. Instead I sat in a coffee shop, alone, for an hour and half with a coke. I had to make the coke last me the ENTIRE time. I've never drunk so slow! I could see the coffee shop workers giving me this look like 'why the hell is she still here, wtf is she doing.' Numpty is an understatement to how I felt. So I discovered that the road I was on was actually a road I recognised because the bus I get from bondi beach actually goes on this road to get back to bondi junction. So I bought a bus ticket (all buses are prepay only in Sydney), saved me a hell of a lot from the ugly price I paid for the taxi earlier. Eventually it was 4.50pm and I made my way to the office, there was a woman in there and was like 'actually you're 10 minutes early come back soon.' So I went on another little mission with myself, and ouch these shoes were really starting to hurt, like really. Rubbing like hell on the back of my ankles, zero impressed right now. To save myself embarrassment of getting there early again I waited until 5.02 and went inside.. and I was late. AAAAH I can't win! I mean I obviously wasn't that late because Paul (the guy who hired me) greeted me and was like hello susie take a seat fill in this form bla bla, but most people were already sat there. Inside it was kind of cool, a posh glass table and there was about 8 of us altogether. Spotted a couple of hotties too, mmm!

So the training wasn't what I expected it to be like at ALL. I thought I would be getting up and holding plates and pouring wine etc but he basically just told us how to do it, and demonstrated. Really being thrown in at the deep end here! It's insanely cool but holy nervous. The session actually only lasted about 40 minutes and then we were good to go. Got our first function on Thursday. It's apparently one of the most important functions so far because it's a new bank opening and the bankers are holding a special party in their new office.. oooooooh my dayssssss! HOT BANKERS YOU KNOWWWWW. Also the shirt I had bought wasn't suitable and I need to get another one that's long sleeved and tight fitted, lame. I'm so damn scared but I guess that's a good thing. Met a cool German girl whose also working with me, had a chat with her and then I left. Got the bus back to the train station and rang my parents. It was super early there, like 7am but I was too excited not to. Told them all about the job and stuff and they said they were super proud of me. Yuhuh. Got back to the hostel and told Zoebird and Marc all about it, they were happy for me yay. Zo said that her trial at the cafe had gone fine but doesn't think they'll be calling her back in again.. booo!

So I was in such a great mood I wanted to celebrate and get drunk. Typical me but hey. Zoebird ended up passing out asleep so me and Marc joined the manc girls in another room where a girl called Kelsey is staying, she's cool. We all played some drinking game called 'Beat the dealer' or something along those lines. It worked a treat and the remains of my southern comfort has basically been rinsed completely. After we were all pretty drunk we headed on down to Side Bar. One of the mancs got talking to some guy that Kelsey really liked so she got all upset and I had a big chat with her outside. But then the manc then went off with some other french dude and was full on making out with him. I don't really remember much else except that I was having eye-sex with this french hottie that I've been eyeing up for the past 2 weeks, he's in the room next to me and we always bump into each other but have just never spoken. To be honest he looks a bit like jesus, I don't even know why I'm that attracted to him.. I have odd taste. Anyway I think the others all went to the gaff and I just crashed out into bed.. I think. I can't even remember what time or how I ended up in bed. Vaguely remember being woken by the others arriving back at stupid o clock in the morning but it's all kinda hazy to me. Anyway sorry this blog is so long, I kind of forget how long I've been typing for sometimes.

BYE DARLINGS X

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Part of trip: Around the world in 365 days..

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