My night out with Sam & Emily in London was so much fun…After sipping fine wine and giggling over several Big Brother has-beens at Shoreditch House we ventured into Soho, where we experienced the delights of several gay clubs and danced the night away. The next day we all met for lunch in Camden, and gossiped for what seemed like forever at a cute little pub over pubesque english food and refreshments. That same day we also ventured into a couple of tattoo parlours to talk to some artists about ideas we have and what they thought…but that’s for another blog!
The weekend, which I assumed would be a quite weekend away with the family, was anything but. By the end of it I felt like Amy Winehouse, post 5 day bender. Oh dear. Spending 3 days solid with one entire side of my family was fantastic though. I did the 'Falconry' - I held an Owl called Lulu on my arm, and a massive falcon (it was scary - not gonna lie).
My flight back to Sydney was absolutely horrific . I’m not usually one to complain about flying, which considering the amount of long haul flights I've undertaken in the last two years alone is something I’m rather proud of. But this was something else! After 2 stop overs (1 of which was never actually mentioned – cheers Emirates), 4 movies (Toy Story 3, Date Night, The Little Mermaid & a shark doco), 30 hours and 5 temazipan later I arrived back on Australian turf.
As the saying goes, there’s no rest for the wicked. The day after I returned I started my new job working for the Ted Noffs Foundation, more specifically assisting Rupert Noffs, and working on the PR for the social enterprises the foundation undertakes – OneNoffs and GIDEON Shoes.
3 weeks down the line and work is going great. The difference between working a job you are genuinely passionate about and enjoy, and one you are doing simply because it pays the rent is HUGE. I love going to work, and working on all the exciting things we have planned for the future. Having the freedom to be creative is a blessing.
Meanwhile, I feel like since I arrived home I literally have. Not. Stopped. In-between work, catching up with friends, uni, partying and work events…I cannot remember the last time I had a quiet night in and watched a dvd. The nights all seem to have blended into one stream of cocktails, dancing and cigarettes galore. Don't judge.
Last Friday night was particularly fabulous. Whilst on a night out with my friends at Sydney’s ‘Piano Room’. The night begun sipping cocktails in a bar in Paddington, and ending with dancing with my friend Tiffany (www.socialdiary.com.au) in front of a wind machine at a gay club at 3am..whoooops!
One thing I’ve come to realise over the past few months; finding genuinely kind-hearted people in this little city of Sydney is way easier said than done. I treasure the people I find that fit that criteria.
So, as I sit here typing this blog this Wednesday evening (actually 2am Thursday morning) – my first quiet night in for as far as my cocktail saturated brain can recall; my night has consisted of cooking a healthy stir fry, watching Sex and the City episodes with my Swedish housemate Lily, doing a foodshop for the first time in 2 weeks, and eating cheese and crackers (with a little glass of wine, of course). Completely perfect.
This weekend I have a ‘Studio 54’ themed dress-up party. I also have a growing pile of uni work that needs attacking. Generally life is great & 4 weeks more of uni and I’m done for the year! Wooohhoooo.
Until next time (promise it won’t be so long.)
XXX
My puppy (he's 13, so what!) Oscar aka Oskie. West Highland Terrier...best dog in the world.
r group came top in the class..I've said it once and I'll say it again - VIVA LA LOHAN!
