A Year In Review...
January: After moving back to Australia from London, I had gone straight up to Nhulunbuy. Spent NY in Perth however with Kirsty, Matt & Brad. I got drunk. Went back up north after receiving a job offer to go work at the refinery.
Started working in the big, testoterone filled world of mining. I hated my first day as it was just too hot. I thought about quitting, but decided to try it out for just a week. I got used to it in the end. The $2500 a week pay cheque may have had something to do with that haha.
February: Started making friends and we went out to the wet mess a lot for cheap drinks after work. It was fun. One night we went to the pub in town in our work gear. I'd never been here before, it was called The Animal Bar, and had a bit of a reputation. As soon as we walked in, all eyes were on us. We sat out the back and kept to ourselves. A few weeks later we decided to tackle The Jam (the 'nightclub'), this place also had a reputation moreso with the girls there who were apparently very territorial of the guys here. I kept my eyes down and was a bit anxious when guys started talking to me, but thankfully no problems though.
March: A few night shift positions came up and after one girl who was offered a position dropped out of it, I said I was interested and so got moved to nightshift. Hoorah! No Sun! More Money! No Bosses! One of the other girls in our dept had recently been put on nightshift. She had always made me feel uneasy, she seemed a bit rough but on nightshift we started talking and were soon pretty good friends. I got to start working on the Alimak lifts and was able to get to know a lot of the guys. One guy particularly stood out. Bilal was of Turkish descent and had all the looks and charm that make me go ga-ga for wog boys, he was a bit short but I could overlook it. We started flirting quite a bit and I looked forward to when he'd use my lift as it always meant some flirtatious touching hehe. I was giddy.
Mark and I started having problems, although before this I'd sort of decided to not see anyone else, after this I decided long distance relationships were too much hard work. Turkish guy didn't like Mark, I liked that he stood up for me hehe. *swoons*
At the end of the month we moved to a diff crib room, Turkish guy moved as well. I was happy. We got to know each other a lot more and became closer, but then I found out he had a g/f, so we kept it at innocent playing. During dinner one time he mentioned to everyone that if he were single, he and I would be in the office doing naughty things right now *teehee*
April: I started getting sexually harassed at work, and wasn't pleased about it. Instead of reporting I took things into my own hands and threatened to kick the guy repeatedly in the balls if he touched me again. I also told Turkish guy about it and he was all concerned and wanted to go kick his ass haha, he needn't have worried as the guy soon quit anyway, hoorah! It later came out that he made a few girls around the site feel uncomfortable. My tolerance for my supervisor was also breaking and I started giving him a full dose of my wit, often in public.
Mark and I had a HUGE fight and I was utterly distraught. I decided to go down to Perth for my RnR and was on a mission to find a guy. Ended up sleeping with someone I probably shouldn't have. It didn't really bother me too much, but oh well.
May: Started going to work morning BBQ's at 4am. They were fun, got lots of free drinks and lots and lots of attention haha. Rumours started going around that people at work would be getting laid off. Unfortunately by the middle of May, I was one of them. I wasn't too fussed, as I'd planned on resigning in June anyway. Kept going to the work BBQ's though and got to know one of the other guys I'd seen around. We got along pretty well and I could tell he was after some fun. I declined his first attempt because I was too drunk, he got my number though and a week later he, a mutual mate and some other guys went to the pub. I was a bit apprehensive at first, seeing I was the only girl in the group, but I needn't have worried. Though it got annoying when all these guys were cracking onto me. I never thought I'd get that much attention haha. I was too drunk to drive home that night so I got the guy to drive back to the camp to drop some others off, he was then going to drop me home and then walk home himself (which is a bit dangerous with buffalos and dingos around) so I asked if he had any movies to watch. Went back to his room. It was here that Shelly started her 'promiscuous phase' of the year.
I was a bit pissed afterwards because he didn't contact me after that, I was all for the one night stand but I also thought we had become friends, ah well. I started to get to know one of his friends a lot more. He was a real sweetie and friends with another guy who was a supervisor at camp and had made a play on me at one of the BBQ's which was interesting. Anyway, I set both of them up with friends of mine after we saw them out one night. So the first guy, we became good friends and he came to me with his girl problems. It was cute.
I started doing work experience for a travel agency, just to fill in the time. There was a guy also working there who it didn't take long for me to like. He was very flirtatious and touchy feely and I liked it. He was copping a bit of flak from the boss there and eventually he just stopped coming to work and subsequently got fired.
June: I booked my trip to Russia and got discounts through the travel agency which was good.
I had one last big night out. I got the phone number of the guy who had worked at the travel agency and asked him to come out for my farewell. The sweet guy also came, he was having problems with the girl I set him up with so I listened to his woes and we went to the nightclub together afterwards. Travel agency guy eventually came, gave me a big hug and kiss, said he had to go see some friends but would come back, I didn't see him again that night. Had lots of fun though and eventually I took sweet guy back to camp, I went to drive off home when he rang and asked me to come back. I knew I was too drunk to drive so I went back to his and drank more. Eventually he made a move.... I didn't intend it to happen, but well, the one I wanted never came back at the nightclub so had to make do haha. He made a point of saying that I was welcome to stay the night and sleep in, in the morning. His friend hadn't haha.
I had started talking to a guy on the net this month, he was in the Navy and I became interested in him. We decided we'd see each other on the Friday after I got back (on Sunday), but when I got back to Perth I couldn't wait, so I went to his house on the Tuesday night. Saw him a few times before I flew out to Russia.
Flew to London first, was supposed to meet up with Mark who I had sort of made up with, in a friendship way. He was supposed to come down from Manchester for his bday. I'd brought his presents, wrapped them and bought him a bed at the hostel. A few hours before he was supposed to come, he msg'd to say his boss wouldn't let him leave work early and that his ticket wasn't valid for any other trains. I was devastated. Had a sort of crappy time in London so was glad to fly out to Estonia for my tour.
The tour was excellent and I got to meet lots of great people. One of them I'd been talking to on msn beforehand and we soon became good friends. Some of the others girls from his earlier part of the tour said that I had taken the place of his go-to girl, (the other girl had left in Estonia), so I thought that was cute. Though I bet she didn't look after him while he was throwing up outside clubs and such hahaha.
July: Still on tour, still having fun. Was so sad to leave everyone in Berlin. Flew to Dublin to see Dave, my Irish friend. Was good to see him. A girl I knew from Nhulunbuy who had come over to London at the same time as me, flew over to see Ireland with me. On the last night before I flew out we went to Temple Bar and got drunk. Dave and I left early and the girl wanted to stay out longer. She's a bit naive but I figured the hostel wasn't far so she'd be ok.
When I woke up the next morning she hadn't come home. I was mortified. I got up at 6.30am and walked through Temple Bar looking for her body or something. Msg'd her but knew she had no credit. Got in touch with Dave who was great and was willing to start ringing police and hospitals. I didn't know what to do. I had to leave at 10am to fly to Manchester to finally see Mark. I started feeling guilty. What about if she'd died or was in hospital and I just leave Ireland?! Could I do that?! I didn't know what to do. In the end I left all my details and explained to the hostel chick what had happened. Dave was going to ring around soon enough and there wasn't anything I could do. I went to the airport bus and decided to ring her phone, she answered! It soon cut out because of no credit I guess but she sounded alive and not in any trouble so I went to the airport with not so much worry. I told her to email Dave when she could and he would let me know what had happened. Apparently she decided to stay out all night. Bullshit. All the pubs were closed when I went out walking at 6.30am. She's this full on Christian chick and it pissed me off that she was lying about the fact she'd gone home with someone.
Flew to Manchester. Finally got to see Mark after nearly a year. I didn't know how I'd feel, but the feelings soon came back and I was happy to be with him. Got to meet his friends and just hang out, it was good, but 4 days wasn't enough. Had to fly home.
Back in Perth and realised things just weren't the same. Everyone had become domesticated and didn't want to go out, I went to the effort to see people but when I realised it wasn't being reciprocated I stopped putting in the effort. Started feeling depressed again. Had started seeing the Navy guy I was seeing before I left again, but soon figured he just wanted some fun and I didn't want to be used.
Started talking to another guy on the net, we met a week later and it seemed great. We spent the entire first weekend together, went to the Zoo, dinner, breakfast (he didn't stay the night haha), went to the football and he came over for dinner at my house. We saw each other quite a bit and I was happy.
I started TAFE and found almost everyone to be a bunch of useless, idiotic, teenyboppers. Luckily there was one girl who although young, wasn't a twat and we got along quite well.... She was from Manchester hahaha..... so was one of my lecturers hahaha ffs.
August: Then I found out this guy was shagging someone else, I told him, out of respect for myself and my health I couldn't see him if he were seeing someone else. We had a bit of confusion and in the end we were just friends, but still saw each other a lot. I still slept over in his bed, but no cuddles for me. At least I still had someone to hang out with.
September: Wasn't the happiest person at this point, having no one except Shaun to hang out with was depressing and I wondered if I should see a psychiatrist. Kept on plodding on. Talal came over at the end of the month and provided relief from my lonely life.
October: Had an absolute crap birthday when only 3 people came out for my birthday. I hate my life. Shaun had to move back to Melbourne soon after and I was by myself again. Stupidly went back to Navy guy one night, but he was still a jerk so I cut him off again. Still depressed and alone. Joined the gym, went twice.
November: Mark decided he was going to move to Australia. I figured if I could just get through the next 6 weeks then I might be ok. Trudged along. Started renovating the kitchen and garden. Caught up with the cute supervisor guy from the Mines, that was weird, but good weird. Didn't expect to see him again haha.
December: Was busy getting everything ready for when Mark came. 4 days before he was supposed to arrive he told me he found out he got a girl pregnant and wasn't coming to Australia. If I had suicidal tendencies I would have topped myself that night I was that devastated. I was petrified of being alone over Xmas and New Year and so Mum paid for me to fly up to Nhulunbuy.
In the meantime I went to Melbourne for a quick holiday. Saw Daft Punk which were sooo awesome. Got to see Shaun who was still the nice guy as ever. Caught up with some friends in Fitzroy one night. One of them things kinda got interesting and we had a bit of fun. Did not think that would be happening at the beginning of that night haha.
Back to Perth for a few days then flew up to Nhulunbuy. Had asked my friends up there if they would come out on the Friday to catch up and they all said yes. On Friday night they all piked. It seems my curse with friends has followed me here as well. Luckily the Travel Agency guy was more than happy to see me and we hung out quite a bit and things got a bit hot. He has a very busy life though and I didn't want to be a burden, plus he was busy on NYE and I didn't want to be alone that night. So I went back to Perth early. Went out the next night and saw some old works mates, had a good time. Mark had started treating me very badly and it just made everything worse. I felt like I was going insane.
New Years Eve was spent alone and lonely. I didn't cry though, I think I'd sorted accepted at this stage that no one cares. I vow to move from Perth after my course finishes.
So that was my year, up to August was good, but after that it all went to crap. I really really really hope this year is much better and I can't wait to get out of this place and get a life again. I'm going to the Dr's tomorrow, I might ask about the craziness. I think I know what it might be, see what happens.
Started working in the big, testoterone filled world of mining. I hated my first day as it was just too hot. I thought about quitting, but decided to try it out for just a week. I got used to it in the end. The $2500 a week pay cheque may have had something to do with that haha.
February: Started making friends and we went out to the wet mess a lot for cheap drinks after work. It was fun. One night we went to the pub in town in our work gear. I'd never been here before, it was called The Animal Bar, and had a bit of a reputation. As soon as we walked in, all eyes were on us. We sat out the back and kept to ourselves. A few weeks later we decided to tackle The Jam (the 'nightclub'), this place also had a reputation moreso with the girls there who were apparently very territorial of the guys here. I kept my eyes down and was a bit anxious when guys started talking to me, but thankfully no problems though.
March: A few night shift positions came up and after one girl who was offered a position dropped out of it, I said I was interested and so got moved to nightshift. Hoorah! No Sun! More Money! No Bosses! One of the other girls in our dept had recently been put on nightshift. She had always made me feel uneasy, she seemed a bit rough but on nightshift we started talking and were soon pretty good friends. I got to start working on the Alimak lifts and was able to get to know a lot of the guys. One guy particularly stood out. Bilal was of Turkish descent and had all the looks and charm that make me go ga-ga for wog boys, he was a bit short but I could overlook it. We started flirting quite a bit and I looked forward to when he'd use my lift as it always meant some flirtatious touching hehe. I was giddy.
Mark and I started having problems, although before this I'd sort of decided to not see anyone else, after this I decided long distance relationships were too much hard work. Turkish guy didn't like Mark, I liked that he stood up for me hehe. *swoons*
At the end of the month we moved to a diff crib room, Turkish guy moved as well. I was happy. We got to know each other a lot more and became closer, but then I found out he had a g/f, so we kept it at innocent playing. During dinner one time he mentioned to everyone that if he were single, he and I would be in the office doing naughty things right now *teehee*
April: I started getting sexually harassed at work, and wasn't pleased about it. Instead of reporting I took things into my own hands and threatened to kick the guy repeatedly in the balls if he touched me again. I also told Turkish guy about it and he was all concerned and wanted to go kick his ass haha, he needn't have worried as the guy soon quit anyway, hoorah! It later came out that he made a few girls around the site feel uncomfortable. My tolerance for my supervisor was also breaking and I started giving him a full dose of my wit, often in public.
Mark and I had a HUGE fight and I was utterly distraught. I decided to go down to Perth for my RnR and was on a mission to find a guy. Ended up sleeping with someone I probably shouldn't have. It didn't really bother me too much, but oh well.
May: Started going to work morning BBQ's at 4am. They were fun, got lots of free drinks and lots and lots of attention haha. Rumours started going around that people at work would be getting laid off. Unfortunately by the middle of May, I was one of them. I wasn't too fussed, as I'd planned on resigning in June anyway. Kept going to the work BBQ's though and got to know one of the other guys I'd seen around. We got along pretty well and I could tell he was after some fun. I declined his first attempt because I was too drunk, he got my number though and a week later he, a mutual mate and some other guys went to the pub. I was a bit apprehensive at first, seeing I was the only girl in the group, but I needn't have worried. Though it got annoying when all these guys were cracking onto me. I never thought I'd get that much attention haha. I was too drunk to drive home that night so I got the guy to drive back to the camp to drop some others off, he was then going to drop me home and then walk home himself (which is a bit dangerous with buffalos and dingos around) so I asked if he had any movies to watch. Went back to his room. It was here that Shelly started her 'promiscuous phase' of the year.
I was a bit pissed afterwards because he didn't contact me after that, I was all for the one night stand but I also thought we had become friends, ah well. I started to get to know one of his friends a lot more. He was a real sweetie and friends with another guy who was a supervisor at camp and had made a play on me at one of the BBQ's which was interesting. Anyway, I set both of them up with friends of mine after we saw them out one night. So the first guy, we became good friends and he came to me with his girl problems. It was cute.
I started doing work experience for a travel agency, just to fill in the time. There was a guy also working there who it didn't take long for me to like. He was very flirtatious and touchy feely and I liked it. He was copping a bit of flak from the boss there and eventually he just stopped coming to work and subsequently got fired.
June: I booked my trip to Russia and got discounts through the travel agency which was good.
I had one last big night out. I got the phone number of the guy who had worked at the travel agency and asked him to come out for my farewell. The sweet guy also came, he was having problems with the girl I set him up with so I listened to his woes and we went to the nightclub together afterwards. Travel agency guy eventually came, gave me a big hug and kiss, said he had to go see some friends but would come back, I didn't see him again that night. Had lots of fun though and eventually I took sweet guy back to camp, I went to drive off home when he rang and asked me to come back. I knew I was too drunk to drive so I went back to his and drank more. Eventually he made a move.... I didn't intend it to happen, but well, the one I wanted never came back at the nightclub so had to make do haha. He made a point of saying that I was welcome to stay the night and sleep in, in the morning. His friend hadn't haha.
I had started talking to a guy on the net this month, he was in the Navy and I became interested in him. We decided we'd see each other on the Friday after I got back (on Sunday), but when I got back to Perth I couldn't wait, so I went to his house on the Tuesday night. Saw him a few times before I flew out to Russia.
Flew to London first, was supposed to meet up with Mark who I had sort of made up with, in a friendship way. He was supposed to come down from Manchester for his bday. I'd brought his presents, wrapped them and bought him a bed at the hostel. A few hours before he was supposed to come, he msg'd to say his boss wouldn't let him leave work early and that his ticket wasn't valid for any other trains. I was devastated. Had a sort of crappy time in London so was glad to fly out to Estonia for my tour.
The tour was excellent and I got to meet lots of great people. One of them I'd been talking to on msn beforehand and we soon became good friends. Some of the others girls from his earlier part of the tour said that I had taken the place of his go-to girl, (the other girl had left in Estonia), so I thought that was cute. Though I bet she didn't look after him while he was throwing up outside clubs and such hahaha.
July: Still on tour, still having fun. Was so sad to leave everyone in Berlin. Flew to Dublin to see Dave, my Irish friend. Was good to see him. A girl I knew from Nhulunbuy who had come over to London at the same time as me, flew over to see Ireland with me. On the last night before I flew out we went to Temple Bar and got drunk. Dave and I left early and the girl wanted to stay out longer. She's a bit naive but I figured the hostel wasn't far so she'd be ok.
When I woke up the next morning she hadn't come home. I was mortified. I got up at 6.30am and walked through Temple Bar looking for her body or something. Msg'd her but knew she had no credit. Got in touch with Dave who was great and was willing to start ringing police and hospitals. I didn't know what to do. I had to leave at 10am to fly to Manchester to finally see Mark. I started feeling guilty. What about if she'd died or was in hospital and I just leave Ireland?! Could I do that?! I didn't know what to do. In the end I left all my details and explained to the hostel chick what had happened. Dave was going to ring around soon enough and there wasn't anything I could do. I went to the airport bus and decided to ring her phone, she answered! It soon cut out because of no credit I guess but she sounded alive and not in any trouble so I went to the airport with not so much worry. I told her to email Dave when she could and he would let me know what had happened. Apparently she decided to stay out all night. Bullshit. All the pubs were closed when I went out walking at 6.30am. She's this full on Christian chick and it pissed me off that she was lying about the fact she'd gone home with someone.
Flew to Manchester. Finally got to see Mark after nearly a year. I didn't know how I'd feel, but the feelings soon came back and I was happy to be with him. Got to meet his friends and just hang out, it was good, but 4 days wasn't enough. Had to fly home.
Back in Perth and realised things just weren't the same. Everyone had become domesticated and didn't want to go out, I went to the effort to see people but when I realised it wasn't being reciprocated I stopped putting in the effort. Started feeling depressed again. Had started seeing the Navy guy I was seeing before I left again, but soon figured he just wanted some fun and I didn't want to be used.
Started talking to another guy on the net, we met a week later and it seemed great. We spent the entire first weekend together, went to the Zoo, dinner, breakfast (he didn't stay the night haha), went to the football and he came over for dinner at my house. We saw each other quite a bit and I was happy.
I started TAFE and found almost everyone to be a bunch of useless, idiotic, teenyboppers. Luckily there was one girl who although young, wasn't a twat and we got along quite well.... She was from Manchester hahaha..... so was one of my lecturers hahaha ffs.
August: Then I found out this guy was shagging someone else, I told him, out of respect for myself and my health I couldn't see him if he were seeing someone else. We had a bit of confusion and in the end we were just friends, but still saw each other a lot. I still slept over in his bed, but no cuddles for me. At least I still had someone to hang out with.
September: Wasn't the happiest person at this point, having no one except Shaun to hang out with was depressing and I wondered if I should see a psychiatrist. Kept on plodding on. Talal came over at the end of the month and provided relief from my lonely life.
October: Had an absolute crap birthday when only 3 people came out for my birthday. I hate my life. Shaun had to move back to Melbourne soon after and I was by myself again. Stupidly went back to Navy guy one night, but he was still a jerk so I cut him off again. Still depressed and alone. Joined the gym, went twice.
November: Mark decided he was going to move to Australia. I figured if I could just get through the next 6 weeks then I might be ok. Trudged along. Started renovating the kitchen and garden. Caught up with the cute supervisor guy from the Mines, that was weird, but good weird. Didn't expect to see him again haha.
December: Was busy getting everything ready for when Mark came. 4 days before he was supposed to arrive he told me he found out he got a girl pregnant and wasn't coming to Australia. If I had suicidal tendencies I would have topped myself that night I was that devastated. I was petrified of being alone over Xmas and New Year and so Mum paid for me to fly up to Nhulunbuy.
In the meantime I went to Melbourne for a quick holiday. Saw Daft Punk which were sooo awesome. Got to see Shaun who was still the nice guy as ever. Caught up with some friends in Fitzroy one night. One of them things kinda got interesting and we had a bit of fun. Did not think that would be happening at the beginning of that night haha.
Back to Perth for a few days then flew up to Nhulunbuy. Had asked my friends up there if they would come out on the Friday to catch up and they all said yes. On Friday night they all piked. It seems my curse with friends has followed me here as well. Luckily the Travel Agency guy was more than happy to see me and we hung out quite a bit and things got a bit hot. He has a very busy life though and I didn't want to be a burden, plus he was busy on NYE and I didn't want to be alone that night. So I went back to Perth early. Went out the next night and saw some old works mates, had a good time. Mark had started treating me very badly and it just made everything worse. I felt like I was going insane.
New Years Eve was spent alone and lonely. I didn't cry though, I think I'd sorted accepted at this stage that no one cares. I vow to move from Perth after my course finishes.
So that was my year, up to August was good, but after that it all went to crap. I really really really hope this year is much better and I can't wait to get out of this place and get a life again. I'm going to the Dr's tomorrow, I might ask about the craziness. I think I know what it might be, see what happens.