Aussie in Aussie-land

Well this time last week I was sneaking out of the house, trying not to make any sound and wake my housemates up.  Heading to the airport to spend Christmas in the sun.

Now its a week later and I am still kinda jet lagged (however this morning I woke up at 6:50 and now my usual 2:30am so I think its getting under control). 

I am lying down in my old bed (so comfy), in my summer pjs, listening to birds out my window instead of sirens, but let me take you back through my journey home so far.

I got to Heathrow with no problems.  I was slightly early, but managed to check in straight away and as I wasn't feeling to well had to set my alarm on my phone incase I fell asleep (which I did so yay for thinking ahead).  I got on my plane and was annoyed to find out that I had a window seat when I asked for  an isle seat but then discovered that it didn't matter as I was fast asleep before the plane had even taken off.  I think the first half of the flight I was awake for about an hour (out of an 8 hour flight).  

We landed in Dubai to re-fuel the plane and even though I was getting on the exact same plane, in the exact same seat, I had to go through security checks again which is my worst nightmare.  Every time I go through the metal detectors, I go off.  I have a bangle that sets the alarms off every time.  Well that's simple enough right?  Take it off!  Well it doesn't come off.  It is stuck on my wrist until the end of time so YAY for airport security.  The last time I went through Dubai security they didn't realise this and they took me into a room to search me before realising that Oh its just the bangle.  So with a heavy heart I walked through the metal detectors.  BEEP BEEP BEEP.  But I don't know if it was because I looked so sick and tired, or the fact that it was just super busy, the guy took pity on me when I explained why it was beeping and let me go.  Silver linings.  

After a short stop over, I was back on the plane, and discovered that I now had 2 french school girls next to me and realised that the next 11 hours were not going to be fun.  So naturally I just went back to sleep.  11 or so hours later I found myself on Australian soil once more.  Only problem.  I was in Melbourne and I live in Sydney.  It was 10pm at night and I needed to wait until 6am the next morning for a flight to Sydney.  I think in those hours I went a little crazy.  I found some good wifi so that kept me amused for a while but it got to the point where I turned to photo booth on my computer to keep my amused.  It's not a pretty sight, but it those photos will be included in the video that I am making about my trip.

So I eventually get on a plane from Melbourne and get to Sydney where my sister and brother in law were waiting with a sign that they made welcoming me home.

I got back to the house, had a shower and very quickly found myself back in my car and driving around Sydney like I had never left.

I am slowly meeting up with all my friends, and it is a lovely feeling watching everyone get so excited to see you and want to know all your stories about the last year of your life.

It has been cloudy since I landed and everyone is claiming that I have brought the London weather over here with me (which suits me just fine) but I have big plans to go to the beach, the zoo (stay tuned for pictures of kangaroos and koalas) and continue my shopping adventures in the boxing days sales (wow I have spent too much money)

But for now, I am going to continue to sit under my fan, and plan where I am going to eat and shop next.

It's good to be home.

Aussie Out

xo

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Christmas Boyfriend Part 2

Ok so here is the truth.

He is 7 years younger than I am.

I am a cougar I know.

But there is something about him. 

He is cheeky, funny, a fool.

He reminds me of being in school and if a boy likes you, they are mean to you.  That is exactly what he does.  He walked past and gives me the finger.  He messes up my hair.  He tells me how terrible I look.  And then he will wink at me, blow me a kiss and slap my behind as I walk past.

Needless to say, I was unsure about how our first date would turn out.  

What I didn't expect for him to be so damn sweet.  

He paid for everything.  It was just going to be us going for a drink and hanging out, but he insisted on going to the movies which was fine (but kinda made it seem like a real date).  He opened doors for me and had perfect manners.  We shared a cheeky little kiss in the movies but he didn't try and shove him tongue down my throat.  We simply had a little cuddle and watched the movie.  No expectations.  Once the movie was over we went to McDonalds because everywhere else was busy, just to sit down and talk.  After chatting for a good couple of hours he hits me with this cheesy line that had me on the floor.

Him: "I've got good and bad news, which do you want first?"

Me: "Bad news"

Him: "I'm really sorry but i'm super tired so I think I'm going to have to call it a night."

Me" Thats cool.  What's the good news?"

Him" You are really beautiful."

He is the first guy to actually call me beautiful to my face and I actually believed it.

So when we tried to make plans for date number 2, we came into a pickle.  As time was limited, due to my flights, we figured the only chance we would be able to get together was at a friends farewell party.  So we agreed that he would be my plus 1 and we would sort out the other details later on.

A couple of days after that, his Dad (who also works with us #notawkwardright?) pulled me aside.  His Dad is also a security guard and looked so scary when he told me not to lie to him but did I go out with his son.  When I told him I did, he asked me if i liked him because he liked me.  He then continue to try and convince me to move up North and marry his son, because he needs a good girl in his life like me.

So you know, this was moving a lot faster than I thought it would of.

When Friday came around, i agreed to pick him up from work as he had no idea where he was going.  I bumped into his Dad, who kind of gave me a strange look of corrupting his son because he was leaving work early, and his boss, who tried to make me feel bad for making him leave work.

We got to the party and had a great night, until the next day.

I agreed to take him to work as he has a fear of the tube and I'm not mean enough to force him to figure it out on his own.  As we left each other, he told me he would message me later.  As he had no working phone, and from his actions from last year, I told him that he wouldn't but that I appreciated the lie.

Now here I am... on the other side of the world, and he is actually messaging me back.  

Stupid men aren't meant to be this hard.

Aussie out

xo

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I wasn't ready to feel sad

Well to say it's been a full on 4 or 5 days would be an understatement.

I finished up at Winter Wonderland.  This time last year I really hated the place.  I was sick and tired and going there every day was like a sentence that I willingly forced myself into.  This year however was different.  Because I had more freedom and I wasn't stuck in a token booth for 14 hours every day, I got to meet more people.  To do more things.  And gave me more chances to actually miss it.

My last day was filled with laughter, gifts and lots of hugs.

The next day was a full day.  It would of been my first day away from Winter Wonderland in 8 days.  So naturally I went there.  It started off meeting Lucinda and her friend from Sydney to watch a panto.  We went to see one last year but this was a totally different experience this year.  To be surrounded by children who didn't quite understand why I was laughing so hard at a scene in which they were talking about eating cheese cake with no topping on it which then went into a rousing rendition of "all about that base.. no topping" was worth the entrance fee alone.  That and the random 3D bit half way through the show, and having a theatre full of children singing "let it go"... I have found a lovely Christmas tradition.

After that we went to London bridge and went to a local pub where mulled wine on an empty stomach was a great plan that lead to playing a different type of wheres wally.  Basically you go on grinder and find someone close by and then try to find him.  Always a good idea when you have had a bit to drink.

After that we went to Lucindas' husband resturant and ate way to much seafood to be considered normal (but it was soooo good).  Than we headed off to Winter Wonderland.

More alcohol was drunk, games were played, rides were rode on ( flirting with the work Christmas boyfriend naturally happened), shopping at the markets was done.  It was such a fun night.

The next day was spent getting the last of my Christmas shopping done.  Wrapping presents and then getting ready for a party with my old work crew.  One of the guys is moving to Australia so it was his farewell.  But also it was 2nd date night with the Christmas boyfriend.  So once again I was not due to go back to Winter Wonderland but as I had to pick him up from work I once again found myself there, but only for 5 minutes and we were off.  He was too scared to get the tube, so I helped him overcome his fear (that's a lie - he hated it the whole time).

Once we got to the party, he thought he would be a good idea to keep buying me shot after shot which ended up me being extremely drunk, but hey it was our final chance for a date before I left the country so live it up.

The next day was my housemates Christmas.  I was tired, hungover and horribly embarrassed as I made a lot of noise coming home ( I'll leave it at that but you can use your imagination).  We exchanged presents and then I had to attempt to pack my bags as I was flying out the next day.  I half packed and then ended up falling asleep.  Later that night I was awoken by Christmas dinner.  I had about 5 bites and then ended up throwing it all back up. (Joy).  As I was feeling so horrible, I had an early night and set my alarm super early so I could finish packing in the morning.

Waking up and leaving London was a lot harder than I thought it would be.  I haven't been home in 14 months.  I am meant to be excited.  But I was sad.  I was leaving so much behind.  Even though I am coming back to it all, I just couldn't help but feel like this is the wrong time for me to go home.  But alas I packed my bags, and snuck out of the house while it was still dark.

That leads to now.   I am sitting in Melbourne airport.  So close to home, but I have to wait for my next flight to take me to Sydney.  I have mixed emotions.  I miss London.  Even sitting in the airport it's too hot.  Everyone sounds so Australian, and because I slept pretty much the entire flight to get here, I have no idea what time or day it is.  Jetlag is going to suck.

I'm hoping that once I get back to Sydney and see my family again everything will be fine but for now, I've never wanted to be back in cloudy old London town more than right now... even if I have to sleep in my crappy little single bed.

At Lucindas request I am making a video of my time back home, so I shall upload that at some point.

And there is nothing else for me to do other than wait around for another 5 hours and prepare to be sunburnt and tired.  Welcome Home to me!

Aussie Out
xo

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1989

Wow living with Taylor Swift obsessed blogger housemates, can be intense.

"Sam do the 1989 tag post"
"Sam when are you going to do the 1989 tag post?"

So lets go

1. Welcome to New York // If you could live in any city, which would it be and why?
London naturally.  I am living the dream at the moment and I am being constantly being pulled mentally whether or not I shall go back home to Sydney or stay in London longer.

2. Blank Space // What is something that everyone thinks is true about you but is actually false?
That I am a positive happy person 24/7.  I have to constantly make an effort to be happy.  I have emotional breakdowns a lot and when I do, I have to stay away from people.  I like people to think that I am constantly happy but thats impossible people.  Also I am hopeless when it comes to guys.  Charlotte had to tell me at one point that a guy was hitting on me cos I just thought he was being nice.  So I may come across as confident, but i'm just super awkward

3. Style // What is one item in your closet that makes you feel unstoppable?
One of my little black dresses.  I loves it a little bit too much.

4. Out of the Woods // What is one thing that you're afraid of?
Being alone and being a failure.  Moving over to London I had a lot of people doubt me.  "She won't last a year"  Say that to me and I will do everything I can possibly do to prove you wrong.

5. All You Had To Do Was Stay // Who is someone you wish was still in your life?
My Mum.  I would do anything just to have a chat with her, for her to sing a song with the wrong words just to annoy me, for just another hug.

6. Shake It Off // What is something you have had to shake off?
Friends letting me down.  I have a 1 strike you are out policy.  And I have lost a lot of friends because of it but believe it is for the better.  My friends that I keep are amazing!

7. I Wish You Would // What is something you'd like to happen right now?
Love... and a million dollars... or pounds.

8. Bad Blood // Have you ever had someone stab you in the back?
Of course.  But as far as I am concerned, that person is dead to me.  Serious enough for a block on facebook.  I mean business!

9. Wildest Dreams // What would you like to be remembered for?
I just want to make people happy.  So if I can make people laugh and smile, I will die happy.

10. How You Get The Girl // What is your favourite pick-up line?
I'm stealing Charlottes answer and I'm going to say just say Hi

11. This Love // What is something you got back that you never thought you would?
My sister.  We were never that close growing up.  We shared jokes and a love of movies but as we got older and she moved out of home, we became strangers.  After my Mum passed away, we were bonded once again.  Stronger than ever.  She is my best friend and I miss her every day that I'm not at home.

12. I Know Places // Where is one place you always feel safe?
My bed.  Bonus safe points if I have my headphones in listening to music.  The world around me disappears and its just me

13. Clean // What is an important lesson you have learned in life, and how did you learn it?
Don't be scared.  If something scares you... DO IT!  It's the things that scare you, that will be the most worth wild!.

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When it rains... it pours

1 year
12 months
365 days
0 interest from the opposite sex.

Then BAM!

I have bags under my eyes, having a shocking hair day.  I looked so bad today that as soon as I walked into work, my supervisor said "Sam are you ok?  You look terrible."

So naturally I was feeling pretty damn good about myself... NOT!

However the days events where not what I expects.  I was unexpectedly joined by my Christmas work boyfriend for lunch (we made plans to go out on an official date.  God help me)

Then after lunch,I had a customer ask me when my lunch break was because he wanted me to join him on a ride.

And then one of the workers on the ride next to me kept coming up to me every time I didn't have customers and tried to convince me to go out on a date with him and he kept telling me how lovely my smile was. (I was getting lactose intolerant pains from all the cheesy lines he was saying)

Then another man walked past and made a blow job gesture at me and then gestured that he wanted me to give him one.

So if there is a lesson that I have learnt from todays events, if you wash your hair and have little sleep.. You are irresistible.  Your welcome.

(Maneater)
Aussie Out
xo

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The best feelings in the world!

I’ve been trying to focus on the good things in life lately.  Send out good vibes and you will get them in return.  So i’ve been really appreciating the little things that make smile.

*Big bear hugs.  It’s been getting colder and there is nothing better than getting a big hug from a guy you like. Extra happy points for kisses on the cheek and slaps on the bum during said bear hugs.

*Getting to go to the toilet after holding it in for multiple hours.  I’m convinced this is literally one of the best feelings ever.

*Getting to take your bra off after a 15 hour shift.  Letting the girls free is amazing.  If they have been released and I agree to leave the house to see you (which means imprisoning them one more)… feel honoured.

*Taking off your heels after a long night of dancing.  Heaven!

*Waking up in the morning knowing you don’t have to go to work, and you can go back to sleep if you want to (And I always want to)

*Eating ice-cream when you have a sore throat.  Equally good drinking a really cold drink (water, beer, cocktail - it don’t matter) on a really hot day.

*Driving somewhere and getting every green light.  Although as I’m not driving in London, it is also amazing making the tube and not having to wait for connecting trains/ making the bus.

*Having a big night out and waking up in the morning with not only all your belongings, but also no hangover.

*Having a hot bath/shower when you have been outside in the pouring rain all day.

*Strangers laughing at you jokes and telling you how funny you are.  Laughter is my drug.

*Friends telling you how much they miss you.  This will never stop feeling amazing.

*People defending you.  Even when you are slightly in the wrong (Even better when you get rewarded with pity sympathy mulled wine)

*Getting things for free.  Sweets (i’m so British now), Churos, hot chocolate, burgers, donuts (Wow I get a lot of free food)

OK a lot of things make me happy.  These are just a few things that make me feel amazing.  Let me know some of yours!  

Aussie Out

xo

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I’m a star… in my own mind

I wish I could say I am thinking or acting this way because I’m tired, but that would be a lie.

I’m just crazy!

So I was waiting for the tube last night, listening to one direction ( cos I’m the coolest and lamest 20 something year old on the planet).

The tube arrived, and as I got on, I noticed there was no seats,  As I had been sitting down all night, I decided to perch myself against the doors that lead to the next carriage.  You know the ones that say walking through them can cause death! #yolo

As the train started moving, the wind started blowing through my hair - I was off.

My overactive imagination had me convinced that I was Beyonce or someone equally as fabulous, and that everyone else on the tube was my adoring public.

I tried my very hardest not to actually start singing or whipping my around in a Willow Smith type manner. (Although from the stares I was getting from 1 person in particular… I was fooling no one.)

If that wasn’t bad enough, later that night, I was on my last part of my journey home, walking up my street.  As I no longer had an audience, I naturally started pretending that I was filming a music video - No Hold Barred!

Lip-syncing and sassy walking up my street at 11:30 at night, I thought I would be safe.  Sadly a few of my neighbours now know that they have a crazy person among them on their street.

#NoShame #ThisIsWhyImSingle

Aussie Out

xo

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I'll be home for Christmas - Part 2

So there are a few things that I won't miss when I go home for Christmas.  But there is a lot of things that I will miss.

My Housemates.  I'm convinced that I have the best housemates.  There is Charlotte, my house wife.  She cooks me dinner, makes me tea when I am having an emotion breakdown (how very British) and who waits up for me (or at least tries to, often falling asleep on the sofas) when I am working late.  She listens to my rants and lets me ramble on about rubbish.
Thom, even though he is only home on the weekends, makes up for it with his great singing and guitar playing.  And even though he is Irish (private joke), he is all kinds of fabulous.
Nicole, who will go out and buy me ham when I can't get to the shops.  What more do you need in life?

Salt and vinegar squares.  There are just no words to explain my love for these crisps (on that subject)

Saying crisps instead of chips.  I was convinced that I wasn't going to ever say crisps but now it's automatic. (I even wrote crisps without thinking about it) I enjoy far too much pretending that I have a lisp when I say it and it's just hours of amusement for me.

The weather.  WHAT? Thats right! I'm going to miss the cold weather.  As a pale ginger in London, I am in my element.  Dealing with 46 degree days just isn't a fun option for me.  I get a lot of people asking me for directions.  I just fit in here.

My friends.  I am such a novelty for them.  "what can we try and get the Aussie to do next?"

24 hour things.  Buses, off licences.  Its a wonderful thing to be able to get places and buy alcohol at 3:30am whenever you want.

How am I ever meant to leave?

Aussie Out
xo

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I'll be home for Christmas Part 1

Last year was my first Christmas away from home.  It wasn't easy.  I was sick (too sick to eat Christmas dinner and drink mulled wine, so you know it was bad) and missing home like crazy.

This year is different.  As the title suggests, I will be back in sunny Sydney by Christmas.  But all i know is that I'm going to miss London and my London family like crazy.

However there is a couple of things that I wont miss in my 2 week holiday back to the land down under.

Foxes : Such a novelty until they go through your garbage and when you leave the house in the morning you are greeted by all the disgusting things that used to be in a bin bag but is now al over your doorstep for the world to see.

Public Transport : I'm going to be honest here.  Working in customer service has made me hate people.  They are rude and expect the world.  So if dealing with 20 thousand plus people a day isn't enough, I have to sit with them underground and watch as they don't stand up and offer their seat for people who need it.  Plus I miss turning the music up as loud as it goes and singing along to cheesy music.

My bed: It's London.  It's expensive.  I get that.  When I moved into my house it was more for the common areas (and the dog that is now gone) than the room.  Single bed? Sure!  Now all I want to do is spread out and starfish.. or even just roll over without either falling off the bed or banging a knee or elbow against the wall.

People:  Can be so rude here.  I miss just walking down the street and smiling and saying hello to the neighbours.

Lets hope when I eventually move home, I wont miss these things.

Aussie Out
xo

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