Soooo its been a little while, I FINALLY managed to get a job at the end of November, working for a brewery! I really enjoy my job, the guys I work with have me fulling off my seat with laughter most of the day, I don't earn much but hey who needs money in London right??
I've been travelling quite a bit, a week in Tignes boarding (v. badly!) and a week in Andorra boarding (somewhat better) and am really feeling that travel bug itching below my skin.
I joined a gym at the end of Jan and have been going ever since. My workout at the moment usually consists of running and cycling, plus the occasional pump and pilates class which I LOVE. Weight is holding steady at 70kgs, I'm certainly doing enough exercise but I'm eating a lot more as well damnit, no control.
Its really late and it was a late night last night, time to hit the sack.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Ireland baby
Good news though,
I go to Ireland, specifically Dublin, next Wednesday for a week off stressing about not having a job. YAY!
I go to Ireland, specifically Dublin, next Wednesday for a week off stressing about not having a job. YAY!
A day (and night) in the Netherlands.
Well the netherlands was a bit of a mission. First I caught the wrong train at the platform. Naively I assumed that the train that turned up was a little early and would soon be departing for my destination. When it departed 5 minutes too soon, I thought sh*t. I scoffed my sandwich and chips (dinner) it a stressed panic then asked the girl across from me whether I was on the wrong train. Yep, shit..... No worries though, its only going to Amsterdam Central which is 15 mins away, at this point I'm already picturing the fact that I when I eventually get back I'll have to board 3 different trains without failure to make my destination (thank goodness I'd got train schedules off the net!!) So I DO make it back, jump again on a WRONG train, this time ask if I'm on the right train, NOPE, righto get off and learn to read the flutterboards (really can't remember what they've called) and work out that my train is the next one. Little hint, they've not oververly helpful with information so read what stops it goes to and Ureka finally make the right train.
1:30am make my hotel, shit no iron, sort that one in the morning, climb into comfy bed with comfy pillow and off to sleep.
Make it to Quintiq on time the next day after managing to borrow an iron from reception. 3 interviews later and I'm heading into the 3 hour test. shit shit shit. No idea what hes talking about half the time and completely bomb the test...
I think all is lost and reluctantly try and sound enthused at the end of day interview (yes another one). He says my abilities obviously (ha) don't lie in the technical side, but they think I would make a good consultant. However exactly where I would fit is a bit of a question mark, so here I am at home in London drinking too much cider and wondering if they really well call next week...
Who wants to live in the netherlands anyway?.....
I did make it back to the airport ok, and managed to have just a salad and apple for dinner although craving something hot. I just couldn't bring myself to BK.
1:30am make my hotel, shit no iron, sort that one in the morning, climb into comfy bed with comfy pillow and off to sleep.
Make it to Quintiq on time the next day after managing to borrow an iron from reception. 3 interviews later and I'm heading into the 3 hour test. shit shit shit. No idea what hes talking about half the time and completely bomb the test...
I think all is lost and reluctantly try and sound enthused at the end of day interview (yes another one). He says my abilities obviously (ha) don't lie in the technical side, but they think I would make a good consultant. However exactly where I would fit is a bit of a question mark, so here I am at home in London drinking too much cider and wondering if they really well call next week...
Who wants to live in the netherlands anyway?.....
I did make it back to the airport ok, and managed to have just a salad and apple for dinner although craving something hot. I just couldn't bring myself to BK.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Unmotivated
It sortof feels like I'm just waiting for stuff to happen. I don't know what I'm going to do if I don't get a job in the next week or so.
We had friends from home here in the wkend, they've been doing a 12 day topdeck tour so with them and sam and libby, this place was party central on friday! Until I started crying at least cos they're all going home. sob.
No it was fun, its really wierd to be all on the other side of the world together drinking. And boy did we drink a lot!
Tomorrow I fly to the netherlands for my interview, hmmmm should be interesting. I got sent the schedule for the day and I have a 3 hours (!!!) test at 2, followed by a terms of employment interview at 5 if I pass. Freak!
Such a beautiful day here today and I'm on the couch still in my pj's.
I did hear back about the interview I went to last Friday, I've got a 2nd interview next week. Surely someone will offer me a job...
We had friends from home here in the wkend, they've been doing a 12 day topdeck tour so with them and sam and libby, this place was party central on friday! Until I started crying at least cos they're all going home. sob.
No it was fun, its really wierd to be all on the other side of the world together drinking. And boy did we drink a lot!
Tomorrow I fly to the netherlands for my interview, hmmmm should be interesting. I got sent the schedule for the day and I have a 3 hours (!!!) test at 2, followed by a terms of employment interview at 5 if I pass. Freak!
Such a beautiful day here today and I'm on the couch still in my pj's.
I did hear back about the interview I went to last Friday, I've got a 2nd interview next week. Surely someone will offer me a job...
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Lost in London
Well its been a while since I've written anything but since I am officially a bum (can't get a job) then why not journal whats been happening.
A 3 month stint around Europe where Spain and Turkey were the voted hightlights, we rocked into London to find somewhere to live and some moolah to live on. One month later we have our humble abode with a kiwi couple, greg has a job working on trains, but I still sit on the couch. Good news though is that I do have an interview on friday followed by one on monday in the netherlands. Just when I was getting ready to top myself (no not reallyyyy) they came along. I might have to revert back to the topping myself plan if they don't pan out but crossed fingers.
On other news, we went out with sam and libby yesterday who are friends from home for a day of crazy sightseeing. We had great fun re-enacting the beetles on abbey roads pedestrian crossing, and trying to prove we really are wizards by pushing the trolley through platform 9 3/4 (my wizardry has temporarily lost its touch), whizzing around paintings at the tate britain, laughing hysterically with "watch the crack" at tate modern, etc etc yesterday. It was a really great day, slightly hampered by the weather which stopped our main goal of the day, to go on the london eye!!! Bugger.
Sam and Libby had been staying here for a couple of days and when they left last night I just felt really really sad. They go home next monday and I'm simultaneously homesick and not really wanting to go home. They're good friends and I do wish they were staying longer. I've been trying to think about this homesick thing, not really understanding it. Its not like I love Auckland but I do miss the coromandel, I miss friends, I miss riding motorbikes, I miss earning money. If I did go home though, I would just be going back to my old job and nothing would really change. I know the grass is always greener and if I went home I would want to be back here, sshshh some people are never happy!!
Today the grand plan is a whole lot of nothing, might apply for some jobs, go for a wander (saw a fox the other day!!), go grocery shopping, jack up plans for next monday in the netherlands and tidy up. Oh the excitement I can't bear....
A 3 month stint around Europe where Spain and Turkey were the voted hightlights, we rocked into London to find somewhere to live and some moolah to live on. One month later we have our humble abode with a kiwi couple, greg has a job working on trains, but I still sit on the couch. Good news though is that I do have an interview on friday followed by one on monday in the netherlands. Just when I was getting ready to top myself (no not reallyyyy) they came along. I might have to revert back to the topping myself plan if they don't pan out but crossed fingers.
On other news, we went out with sam and libby yesterday who are friends from home for a day of crazy sightseeing. We had great fun re-enacting the beetles on abbey roads pedestrian crossing, and trying to prove we really are wizards by pushing the trolley through platform 9 3/4 (my wizardry has temporarily lost its touch), whizzing around paintings at the tate britain, laughing hysterically with "watch the crack" at tate modern, etc etc yesterday. It was a really great day, slightly hampered by the weather which stopped our main goal of the day, to go on the london eye!!! Bugger.
Sam and Libby had been staying here for a couple of days and when they left last night I just felt really really sad. They go home next monday and I'm simultaneously homesick and not really wanting to go home. They're good friends and I do wish they were staying longer. I've been trying to think about this homesick thing, not really understanding it. Its not like I love Auckland but I do miss the coromandel, I miss friends, I miss riding motorbikes, I miss earning money. If I did go home though, I would just be going back to my old job and nothing would really change. I know the grass is always greener and if I went home I would want to be back here, sshshh some people are never happy!!
Today the grand plan is a whole lot of nothing, might apply for some jobs, go for a wander (saw a fox the other day!!), go grocery shopping, jack up plans for next monday in the netherlands and tidy up. Oh the excitement I can't bear....
Saturday, October 21, 2006
I might just stick to motorsports.....
Well I was a total loser the other day, and managed to badly sprain my ankle playing a friendly abeit rather competitive game of indoor soccer. It hurt like buggery, and was very swollen immediately. It looked (and felt!) to me like it was dislocated so we went off the White Cross. It seemed to take an age to get seen, the pain level was really quite high. The doctor ordered xrays and he thought it might be dislocated so sent us off to Middlemore after giving me a much needed pain relief injection (haha in my arse).
5 hours (!!!) later we left middlemore with a sprain diagnosis. So all that waiting and pain for just a bloody sprain. I'd hurt the same ankle before a couple of years ago in a crash and this just seemed to be another re-occurance but I don't remember it hurting quite so much last time. Although my memory isn't exactly shit-hot so it could've been very painful for all I remember.
Didn't go to work on Friday, my ankle woke me up at 5am with the feeling that someone was stabbing and twisting something very sharp into my ankle. It was quite a wierd feeling cos I'd just come out of a deep sleep so nothing was really making sense and I couldn't really tell how sore it was. Yeah that doesn't make much sense but I get the same unrealness when I wake up in the middle of the night and can't tell how full my bladder is and whether I need to go for a pee or not. yip thats right, I'm wierd!
I hobbled around on a crutches for a few days and even had to take them to the bloggers dinner at Lonestar in Auckland. It was really great to meet everyone. People NEVER look like their photos, I guess I just expect everyone to be not quite so small! The photos didn't do anyone justice, everyone looked way more fantastic!
So now its Sunday morning, I have just fulfilled my Home & Away obsession for the week, yip told you I'm a loser!
I jumped on the scales yesterday and despite all my worries about not doing any exercise for a week and a half, I haven't put on any weight. Probably just lost some muscle instead. I'm still at 68.5. I really wish it wasn't such an effort not to put weight on, I would love to lose some weight but I don't think my lifestyle (I love food and bourbon) would allow me to maintain any loss. I've come to accept my weight but I do get that panicky feeling whenever I put on clothes and they seem tighter, like they have this week! I can't wait for my ankle to be better so I can get back out there and exercise. Its still swollen and very bruised and I still can't walk on it properly. It was suppose to be healed in 1 week, haha my dreamer timeline I gave it.
Gregs just texted me to see what I'm bringing him for lunch, he''s at his parents working on his bike that he's suppose to be racing next wkend. I'm not racing as I have to go to Sydney super early Monday morning, and I can't afford to be too tired. Anyway I don't think my ankle would appreciate it much.
5 hours (!!!) later we left middlemore with a sprain diagnosis. So all that waiting and pain for just a bloody sprain. I'd hurt the same ankle before a couple of years ago in a crash and this just seemed to be another re-occurance but I don't remember it hurting quite so much last time. Although my memory isn't exactly shit-hot so it could've been very painful for all I remember.
Didn't go to work on Friday, my ankle woke me up at 5am with the feeling that someone was stabbing and twisting something very sharp into my ankle. It was quite a wierd feeling cos I'd just come out of a deep sleep so nothing was really making sense and I couldn't really tell how sore it was. Yeah that doesn't make much sense but I get the same unrealness when I wake up in the middle of the night and can't tell how full my bladder is and whether I need to go for a pee or not. yip thats right, I'm wierd!
I hobbled around on a crutches for a few days and even had to take them to the bloggers dinner at Lonestar in Auckland. It was really great to meet everyone. People NEVER look like their photos, I guess I just expect everyone to be not quite so small! The photos didn't do anyone justice, everyone looked way more fantastic!
So now its Sunday morning, I have just fulfilled my Home & Away obsession for the week, yip told you I'm a loser!
I jumped on the scales yesterday and despite all my worries about not doing any exercise for a week and a half, I haven't put on any weight. Probably just lost some muscle instead. I'm still at 68.5. I really wish it wasn't such an effort not to put weight on, I would love to lose some weight but I don't think my lifestyle (I love food and bourbon) would allow me to maintain any loss. I've come to accept my weight but I do get that panicky feeling whenever I put on clothes and they seem tighter, like they have this week! I can't wait for my ankle to be better so I can get back out there and exercise. Its still swollen and very bruised and I still can't walk on it properly. It was suppose to be healed in 1 week, haha my dreamer timeline I gave it.
Gregs just texted me to see what I'm bringing him for lunch, he''s at his parents working on his bike that he's suppose to be racing next wkend. I'm not racing as I have to go to Sydney super early Monday morning, and I can't afford to be too tired. Anyway I don't think my ankle would appreciate it much.
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