a bit of a backtrack: fourteenth of march

after a week of interning:ok so its friday night and i'm meant to be at two parties but instead im at home after spending the last few hours detained in the office having to make a police statement... incase you're wondering how i got so cool so suddenly or how im involved with the law, we'll go back to the start of the week. 

so tuesday, after an akward email conversation where my new boss asked me if i had any questions, i said whats the adress and anything in particular i need to bring, he said, surely you can find the address yourself, in journalism research is vital.... and bring common sense rarara i was like fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. i've ruined it all already and he's a difficult wanker! anyway with some help from cazz i confirmed the address. and she found the best route for me to take to get there... hardly slept the night before because i was convinced i'd already fucked it all up but tuesday morning i nervously set off and luckily there were no disasters.

the place is very chilled. outrageously messy, its like a minefield in there. full of cds and dvds from when they used to write reviews. i cant wait to get my hands on those! as soon as i got there i found out i was going to a press conference at 12 held by soccer 7s which is in the next few months. the press conference was intimidating but really cool and im getting a free soccer jersey with my name on the back. exciting, no? i was promptly told that interning is a waste of time if you don't work like you're actually working... so i was set to work straight away. this issue i'm not writing too much. couple of 100 word sections on random things. the clubs guide section which is a couple of sentences on different club events over the next fortnight (the magazine comes out every fortnight) and then fivehundred words on a singaporean band that sounds a little bit like sigur ros. ambient music they call it. i was quite daunted at the responsibility readily handed over to me straight away! 

that night i went for drinks with gary (who on second, slightly more sober thought isnt really that much like hunting) we went to soho and moved around from bar to bar. i came home so useless that i left one of mums nicest cardis in the taxi with no hope of ever tracing it! (im wearing all her clothes cause its surprisingly cold here and i really didnt pack accordingly) on tuesday i email interviewed the band i was writing about which was pretty cool. to get to work it takes me about 45 minutes on bus then tram which i quite enjoy, im also loving finding my way around this city! all the one way streets make it quite difficult to orientate myself, everyday is like a game of streethideandseek.  

thursday night i had to go to a thai restaurant opening which i was super nervous about cause i was going on my own. i had to take photos at the event so we were playing with my camera making sure the resolution was high enough and this photo was taken. perfect slave to the man photo i think! 

when i got there is was quite awkward cause everyone else was in groups. eventually i went to the back of the room and seeing some empty seats next to some people that looked like they might be less than 10 years older than me, asked if i could sit down. the boys were comically awkward but luckily the girl they were with came over and rescued me! all three of them were lovely. turns out philippa knows alex concannon which was a bizarre turn of events. 

i ended up spending most of the night with them and their friends which was fun. everyone was really lovely, a girl steph and her boyfriend, tim (from a small town near noosa) invited me to their house warming which was tonight and another boy (actually he's thirty so i suppose i should say man?) invited me to his pirate party on his boat (which is at aberdeen, where dad has his yacht). so everything was fabulous, i spent today trying to figure out how i would get out of going to an opening party for these comic inspired serviced apartments so i could go to the house warming instead...  

This morning was messy, all the free drinks from the night before had me up at 6am EVEN THOUGH WORK DOESNT START TILL 10!!!!!!!!!!! and i went into dads office to meet his boss and talk to lovely chris (who is freaking engaged!! how scarily grown up is that!!) and spent alot of the day proof reading and fact checking. im getting my business cards made up next week (they're not attractive whatevs, no one has had a business card since stobeys babysitting service ones!!) and there is anotehr intern coming from belgium on monday which is exciting! i really want to meet the other writers, there are a few of them that work from home and they seem funny so thats annoying. 

ok so the police. the guy that does all the graphics and the layouts for the magazine didn't come in today because he had a massive exam today for whatever he is studying. buuuut today is also the deadline for the magazine. so my boss said if he didnt come in then he neednt come back. so he didnt come in until 5.30 when he came bearing pastries which made me happy but apparently not my boss who told him to leave. they had an argument, the layouts guy demanding one months salary and my boss saying no. eventually he called the police cause the layouts guy wouldn't leave. anyway while we were waiting for the police my boss went for a walk to calm down while the layouts guy was collecting his stuff and waiting around. anyway once the police came and after a long argument he was escorted out. then as everyone is in the process of going back to work we find that all of the layouts for this coming issue have been deleted. it means like an hours work for each of 60 pages and its meant to be in tonight. so the police were called back and my boss wants him arrested for theft and sabotaging the magazine. so the police wouldnt let us leave and we were there for hours and hours waiting around, my doing innane boring work cause there was nothing else i could do... eventually i was allowed to go and get us thai takeaway which was great, i felt like i had forgotten what it was like to be outdoors! when i finally got home i cbf going to either party and now ive written this and its bed time. oh wait, ive got free movie preview tickets for this weekend as im writing a film review. on monday  the other intern and i are going to a cafe opening for lunch and a fligh assimulation thing in the afternoon HOW FREAKING MAD IS THAT!?

ah, quite content for the most part with progress made this week!! 

so jealous of those of you who went to kings of leon SO SO JEALOUS. 

miss you all tremendously 

venus, my love

looking at some pretty photos and thinking of a few pretty thoughts

do come and visit if you can 

a bit of a backtrack: ninth of march

[ok, so turns out i'm not as good at computers as i thought. i'm struggling to figure out an appropriate privacy setting because i want everyone (that might not want me to know they're following my every move?) to be able to read  what i write but i don't want anyone here to get upset at anything i say. so im just going to take out things that make it too obvious who/where/what etc.... i am.]

i finally got my act together and organised an internship. i'm going in tomorrow for my first day of work at a local magazine. hilariously enough, the magazine shares it's name with a certain joke (?) of Jeremy's and mine. as soon as tamsin suggested it i knew it would be the place for me. it's one of those magazines that writes about what's coming up in terms of performing arts, movies, festivals... and has a few random opinion sections. i think i will have fun there thanks to a bit of quirk! unlike the place i had an interview with last week (not too successful) the people are really down to earth thank goodness! the first place was a bit too pretentious for my liking and the way they write is ridiculously convoluted. enough ranting, i sound bitter. 

amanda and caroline, you will both be very happy with the progress of my journal! it is filling up quite quickly, i think it will be soon time for a new one. i'm watching nancy drew at the moment while i type away, i feel like caroline, not being able to come out because she is watching movies at home! i was reading/hearing somewhere, either on stuffwhitepeoplelike.com or on triple j about how what you write on your computer is important but what you write on paper is what you deem either enlightened thought or private... embarrassingly accurate.

i've been spending all my time with dad which is very funny. he's taken to racing really silly cars like porch's up the hill home. its very embarrassing but quite fun. and ive had to do many boating trips... up early to go on silly adventures. i got a bit seasick the other day. 

there is NO FREAKING COFFEE WORTH DRINKING. i've tried everywhere! everywhere! its worse than thailand but they think its better which is more annoying. rosie rosie i hope you are sympathetic.

im a bit nervous about tomorrow, what to wear, if i will be clever enough, who i will talk to. i wonder if there are cute boys or fun girls. i hope at least one of those...! i'm still limping which also makes me less cool in the work place. 

im going out for drinks tomorrow night with this boy gary who reminds me of hunting and who is very funny (don't get your hopes up, this is no romance) 

it's funny cause im always thinking of thinks i want to tell you all but i cant think of anything now! actually, i'm going crazy thanks to my bed. it is lovely aside from the slight issue of it being on wheels! everytime i roll over the whole bed moves, im going to hack those off any minute now. also you should see the way emie organises my underwear draw! its crazy. actually i'll go and take a photo now!

i've been sleeping in everyday til 12. its so good. i cant stop, well i guess i'll have to stop from tomorrow onwards! is there any exciting news back home? sorry i haven't replied to everyones emails.. i will.

well anyway miss you all a huge amount 

besos y mas besos x

a bit of a backtrack: first of march

i've been having the strangest time over here. well of course i miss you all and now that i have a new phone (that doesn't spontaneously switch itself off) its frustrating having no one to call! everything seems to be going wrong but ive been having fun along hte way anyway. i've been battling since trying to make my smooth escape into customs and being stopped behind those annoying people while i tried not to cry. a lovely indian woman comforted me on the other side but i was very proud i kind of held it together until then (minus my psycho behaviour over the convoy to the airpot - sorry cazz...)  

 

having ignored dad's advice that i call qantas and ask for an aisle seat i found myself wedged inbetween weirdos again. on my window side i had a curlyhaird middle aged conversationalist who would not leave me alone... asking me all sorts of invasive questions and offering to lend me his lonly planet on london once i finished my novel which i had to describe to him in detail. at least he didnt smell. in the aisle seat i had a conservative older woman who promptly fell asleep. after my first movie i was busting to go to the toilet but she wouldnt wake up even though i was shaking her. (She reminded me so much of the old nun in satisfaction that wants to be spanked...) when i landed i got on the train and then waited at central station expecting my mother but she forgot and was an hour late which was very stressful as my phone doesnt work here and i had no money!

 

that night (first night!!) i was talking to bell on skype stupidly stretching my legs in the air behind me and then when i had had enough i let it swing back down, on the way colliding with a little table. my toe looked so gross, it was dislocated and broken. 

so i spent that night in the ER waiting room. and the next morning in prosthetics and orthotics. after insisting i wasnt in much pain once he strapped my toes together in a very gimpy contraption i was allowed to not wear one of thoseboot things, you know what i mean...? 

then karen landed and i picked her up. went home and got ready for my interview which was really weird. i was all wound up casue a taxi driver had insisted he knew a short way... which got us lost and made me 5 mins late... not sure how well i did... they were so uptight!

back at home kaz and i ventured into the supermarket at the bottom of my building and tried all the asian lollies which was an experience in itself! then we went out for dinner with the parents where we drank far too much (especially mum who was being rediculous! poor karen was a bit shocked) then we were going to go out and dad was trying to explain where to go when a boy who works for him walked past and he became our guide.. he was with two other boys as well, his flatmate and anotehr boy who he was showing around because their mutual friend who was supposed to be showing him around had flown home because the family pet was sick. (or something along those lines, it's all a bit of blur). 

 

so we had a massive massive night. im pretty sure karen and then american boy disappeared into some alley behind the russian bar where you get to wear fabulous furr coats in an icy room. at an african bar some seedy old man was dancing on his own to the live band and i got dared to go and join him so obviously i coundnt resist! he was a fabulous dancer and we had a bit of a disco pash before i came to my senses and bailed. hahah it really was a very fun night. at around 2 karen disappeared home so i followed closely behind which was sad but she had to be on her way to the plane at 6am. i slept through karen leaving but woke to dad telling me there was vomit all over my floor and bed and that i had to clean it up....
 
yesterday we had to go sailing which was ok cause i just listened to my ipod and felt terrible with my hangover. tomorrow mum and dad are both going away, mum back to melbs and dad to singapore till thursday. im going to be so bored! but the paretns told me to go and see movies and have coffee (on my own..!!)
 
anyway, miss you all. hope uni and school is ok for all.
lots of love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

a blog to keep you posted if you're interested

sitting on the bus on the way home from work at the magazine, musing over the last month, i decided that emails weren't doing the job. i keep forgetting to include half of you and after all, who are you if you don't have a blog? (someone busy with real, vitamin d infused social activity perhaps...) 

well anyway, sandra dee was wailing her hopeless devotion in the background and it seemed an appropriate decision to make. some might even say commitment. 

so that this thing feels proper i'm going to add in all my emails so far (with exciting new features such as some sneaky photos of the characters i tell you about...) I'm not sure of the legality/moral behaviour expected so i wont include full names (the stalkingsavvyamongst you will be able to track people down i'm sure, if you're that way inclined. ahem, caroline)

anyway, bisous for all x