No money blues

Oh the dangers of living well. My advice for anyone from the UK coming to do anything in Australia - get a job in Norway first, STACKING that high income paper. To prepare yourself. Bringing your worthless sterling here won't help you. Gone are the days when we would fill the MCG during the ashes and chant '3 dollars to the pound'. Their fault for a comeuppance that I have to bear the brunt of?! Today my food has consisted of quite a lot of bread - a winners diet in my opinion. There is this involuntarily gagging sensation as you force the Australian equivalent of tescos brand sardines on toast down your throat and the un-removed spine gets stuck on your tonsils but character building or what?! Pay day is gonna be one sweet day. I don't know how to break to my landlord/flatmate that my first fornightly pay may not arrive because I don't have the AU equivalent of a National Insurance number... all I can do is work out everyday, building strength. So I can fight their attempts to evict me - it's going to be a funny one. Two weeks pay will be enough for a months rent near enough but I can't spend what I don't have (hi US government). Saying that, every time I pay with my AU cash card I get asked 'Savings or Credit?' Gonna have to start saying credit I think. I'll probably xfer some $$$ from my UK account but that isn't stacked to the brim, that's for sure.

I am also a little bit interested in why the coldest Summer in Sydney for fifty years has come on my watch. I don't want to point any fingers (Canada) but can we all universally sort this shit out? No more of this CO2 messing with the environment.

While I'm on the topic of whining, special mention goes to this 19 y/o Swedish girl I had a date with. Met her at work and she is stunning. Unfortunately she seems to know this - while knowing EVERYTHING. Example of conversation - 'What type of music do you like? Any good bands?' In a completely american accent, 'I don't DO bands... I mean, like, they're just like false idols you know? The ONLY good music is house and dubstep.' Note the full stop. I don't think I had really done anything wrong at this point so this conversation ending full stop doesn't (obviously) stem from anything I did. It stems from her idea that NO OTHER OPINION MATTERS. There was a lot of things that girl did not 'DO'. Including me, it seems. We parted with a peck and a gleeful session of deleting her texts from my phone. I didn't even have the balls to go dutch on this little princess but at least she didn't get anything too expensive....

In her defence though there was this moment where she said 'I'm gonna get the vegetarian lasagne. No wait, the chicken schnitzel.' I went to order the food at the bar, came back and started with 'So you're a vegetarian are you?'

Fail.

Onwards and Upwards

Well here we fuckin go. Shit is happening now at 600 knots and I've been living in an emotional flux for the last ten days or so; hence the inability to blog, depriving all 4 of my blog following family the chance to stay up to date. If you've accidentally found your way on here you're probably looking for something entertaining. I have to say that the distinct lack of pictures is troubling even me now. I've seen some beautiful things but not yet the will to take their fucking picture. I just feel like I'll be back there sometime, no need to do it yet......

Emotional flux = Sharing a room (bed) with your ex for over a week. When you still might like each other but you don't quite know yet. I don't recommend it yet it sure saved me a lot of money! After that messiness I moved into the BIG hostel for a few days, very decent for $30 a night. Big common room with nice TV, some cool people and cool staff. Sharing a room with 8 has its expected problems but having a bunk bed that squeaks like a dry-raped goose every time you shift sure makes you feel self conscious - and popular.

Then, I scoured the Australian version of Gumtree and found a pretty little place 15 minutes walk from the centre of Sydney city. I'm gonna be living with two couples (oh god) in a study-cum-bedroom with no door (wtf) and paying about £133 a week to do it (!). Don't worry though, the mitigating reasons are fantastic. The location is brilliant, the couples are asian (3 japanese, 1 chinese) and are therefore amazing flatmates. I speak from experience. The flat itself is gorgeous, air conditioning, bills and internet all included in the price. The study is blocked off by this gorgeous hanging sheet and has a very comfortable single bed, wardrobe, desk and leather office chair... what more do I need?

(A door, a lock and a double bed. But hey, we can always go to her place)

Provenance - just like meeting a man on the beach who then offered me a room in his beach house (that didn't work out cause his girlfriend didn't think I was a reliable tenant. They normally only get Chinese students in because of how good and quiet they are) - on my first night in Sydney I walked past a backpackers travel agents that was open until 10 and everyone was drinking and partying. I went in to check it out - made some friends.

Fast forward a week.

I'm walking to my new office to pick up my merchandise for my FANTASTIC door to door salesman role! And I walk past the travel agents looking quite smart and bam, they start offering me a job and what not. I quit the door to door (100% commission, not stable) and started Monday just gone - and I love it. The people are great, the workplace is great and the money is the sweetest thing - a really reasonable wage and a commission to boot. I was paid to train the last few days and tomorrow I start properly, name on the system, chasing the dollar. I'm gonna make the best of it.

Making the best of it... that's the name of the game. I've realised I've turned into a really negative person over time, finding something wrong with everything... really need to count my blessings sometimes. I guess being by myself has that effect, a bit more of a drifting, empty feeling than if you're surrounded by your loved ones. I'm going to start throwing myself into this life with everything now, not gonna hold back at ALL.

My first aim is to really succeed within an employed environment on a long term basis, to stay motivated and unjaded and successful, an asset to myself and others around me. I hope to do 3 months out in the bush here so I can qualify for a second year of working visa so for now my aim is to make and save as much money as possible - while having a shit load of fun. I think this job, these colleagues can make this happen.

Let's make it happen.