Ah, The New Year.
So, the first two weeks of 2007 have been a bit odd. But let's go back to the days leading up to 2007.
Christmas Day was horrible. Usually the appearance of Leah and Ben make it a bit more bearable but because they now live in a different state, tolerating Dad and his opinions on everything became at least twenty times harder. Especially because he started drinking rum at 9.30AM. It was also horrid because I couldn't spend it with Ben.
The lack of Christmas tree also made the day just that little bit less enjoyable, but I guessed that we didn't put it up because we were leaving next day for Sydney. Or at least, that's what I kept telling myself.
So spending I spent my Christmas day in my room watching Rock Profiles and napping and avoiding Dad's drunken insults.
Boxing Day was nearly as bad. I had packed for Sydney and we were supposed to be leaving the house at 5PM to go to Billabong, where we would board the Billabong Bus and drive to Narrabeen (about 40 mins north of Sydney). Dad was still his clothes at 4 and yelling at me as to why I didn't do his washing. Hmm.
When we got to Billabong, I found out that it wouldn't be just Mum and I in the Billabong bus (as I originally was told) but the bus driver's wife, three children, two security guards, a member of the Billabong crew and my dad. So I wasn't able to play the PlayStation quietly on the leather couches in the back of the bus. Oh no. One of the children was sleeping, and the others became a tag team and decided to make it their mission to irritate me as much as possible over the next twelve hours and steal the last remaining spot of leather couch on which I was going to sleep on.
This bus experience (and the one on the way home, which was very much the same) has made my hate of children become more intense. I honestly didn't think that was possible. So for two hours of sleep that I got on the bus, I was scrunched up in the foetal position with no pillows or blankets (stolen by the children) sitting next to the air conditioner which was convieniently blasting artic-like gusts right at me.
As soon as we got to Narrabeen, I caught a bus to the city and met Ben in Hyde Park.
Now, I haven't been to Sydney in a long time and I wasn't sure how much I would recall or how much I would like it.
To be frank, I love it.
It's one of the best places I have been so far (to be fair, I haven't been to that many nice places, but Sydney if definately top of my list at the moment). Albeit a little on the expensive side what with public transport etc but the positives far out-weigh the negatives.
Shopping for me has hit a whole new level.
Oxford Street is honestly wonderful and I forgot how great the Paddington Markets were and I hope that a Max Brenner or a Haighs open in Brisbane in the near future. Newtown is brilliant too.
Sydney is just so big it's honestly overwhealming but I loved every minute of it!
While I was there with Leah and Ben we saw That 1 Guy at the Vanguard in Newtown. He is amazing and I can't give him enough praise.
http://www.that1guy.com/
Please, visit! And if you're going to Big Day Out (sigh/cries/kicks self) do yourself a favour and watch him.
And howl too.
I spent New Years with Ben at his grandparent's house in Tuggerah, which is near Gosford. We started drinking early so I passed out before the clock actually struck 12. Hmm, perhaps if I had stuck to drinking something other than nasty pre-mixed Cosmopolitan in a bottle as Ben suggested I would have remained awake. At least Ben came and woke me up at midnight, so I was awake briefly..
Back in Narrabeen where Dad was running the surfing contest, all the old judges and crew members who have known me since I was pretty much born got incredibly drunk every night and told me how much of a "lovely young woman" I was. Yuck.
So anyway, the two weeks I spent in Sydney were so much fun. Hopefully, I'll be able to go back down there soon.
Right now, I'm searching for jobs online (still). That's because I've decided I'm going to defer Uni for six months. Yes, I've actually made the decision. While I was watching Ghost Busters today, I reminisced about how this time last year I was ever so excited to be starting Uni. Of course I'll miss it, but I need to concentrate on actually having some money of my own before I move to Brisbane.
I also need to officially defer. I think when I sign the forms, it will become a whole lot more realistic.
So far 2007 has been kind to me. So far, that is.
Christmas Day was horrible. Usually the appearance of Leah and Ben make it a bit more bearable but because they now live in a different state, tolerating Dad and his opinions on everything became at least twenty times harder. Especially because he started drinking rum at 9.30AM. It was also horrid because I couldn't spend it with Ben.
The lack of Christmas tree also made the day just that little bit less enjoyable, but I guessed that we didn't put it up because we were leaving next day for Sydney. Or at least, that's what I kept telling myself.
So spending I spent my Christmas day in my room watching Rock Profiles and napping and avoiding Dad's drunken insults.
Boxing Day was nearly as bad. I had packed for Sydney and we were supposed to be leaving the house at 5PM to go to Billabong, where we would board the Billabong Bus and drive to Narrabeen (about 40 mins north of Sydney). Dad was still his clothes at 4 and yelling at me as to why I didn't do his washing. Hmm.
When we got to Billabong, I found out that it wouldn't be just Mum and I in the Billabong bus (as I originally was told) but the bus driver's wife, three children, two security guards, a member of the Billabong crew and my dad. So I wasn't able to play the PlayStation quietly on the leather couches in the back of the bus. Oh no. One of the children was sleeping, and the others became a tag team and decided to make it their mission to irritate me as much as possible over the next twelve hours and steal the last remaining spot of leather couch on which I was going to sleep on.
This bus experience (and the one on the way home, which was very much the same) has made my hate of children become more intense. I honestly didn't think that was possible. So for two hours of sleep that I got on the bus, I was scrunched up in the foetal position with no pillows or blankets (stolen by the children) sitting next to the air conditioner which was convieniently blasting artic-like gusts right at me.
As soon as we got to Narrabeen, I caught a bus to the city and met Ben in Hyde Park.
Now, I haven't been to Sydney in a long time and I wasn't sure how much I would recall or how much I would like it.
To be frank, I love it.
It's one of the best places I have been so far (to be fair, I haven't been to that many nice places, but Sydney if definately top of my list at the moment). Albeit a little on the expensive side what with public transport etc but the positives far out-weigh the negatives.
Shopping for me has hit a whole new level.
Oxford Street is honestly wonderful and I forgot how great the Paddington Markets were and I hope that a Max Brenner or a Haighs open in Brisbane in the near future. Newtown is brilliant too.
Sydney is just so big it's honestly overwhealming but I loved every minute of it!
While I was there with Leah and Ben we saw That 1 Guy at the Vanguard in Newtown. He is amazing and I can't give him enough praise.
http://www.that1guy.com/
Please, visit! And if you're going to Big Day Out (sigh/cries/kicks self) do yourself a favour and watch him.
And howl too.
I spent New Years with Ben at his grandparent's house in Tuggerah, which is near Gosford. We started drinking early so I passed out before the clock actually struck 12. Hmm, perhaps if I had stuck to drinking something other than nasty pre-mixed Cosmopolitan in a bottle as Ben suggested I would have remained awake. At least Ben came and woke me up at midnight, so I was awake briefly..
Back in Narrabeen where Dad was running the surfing contest, all the old judges and crew members who have known me since I was pretty much born got incredibly drunk every night and told me how much of a "lovely young woman" I was. Yuck.
So anyway, the two weeks I spent in Sydney were so much fun. Hopefully, I'll be able to go back down there soon.
Right now, I'm searching for jobs online (still). That's because I've decided I'm going to defer Uni for six months. Yes, I've actually made the decision. While I was watching Ghost Busters today, I reminisced about how this time last year I was ever so excited to be starting Uni. Of course I'll miss it, but I need to concentrate on actually having some money of my own before I move to Brisbane.
I also need to officially defer. I think when I sign the forms, it will become a whole lot more realistic.
So far 2007 has been kind to me. So far, that is.