Part Deux

Hehe, didn't take too long for me to be up on the blog again. I swear it's a sickness.

So where was I? Sunday I believe. Sunday was one long lazy day which is really what they're for, right? I went to Rogda's house where she's staying for the next week or so. It's a really small but pretty terrace house where she's living with these 2 guys who are friends of friends. To preface, they're gay and French, thus the house is impeccably decorated. I mean, these guys have only been there a month and it looks like they've been living there for years. They have everything that's bright, shiny and new, an awesome music collection (really and truly everything), and a wine rack with 72 bottles of wine (I counted)! Plus they are so clean...I need to find a gay Parisienne couple to live with.

After we cooked lunch (way too hot to be over a stove, btw), Rogda showed me pictures of Perth where she studied English for 5 months. On her birthday, she went skydiving and she showed me the DVD. It looked so amazing although I don't think I could ever do it. Every time she speaks about it, she starts to glow. She said it was the best birthday present she ever gave herself and the best birthday she ever had. She sounded almost spiritual the way she talked about it. I'm sad she's leaving Australia in a week...she's become a really good friend and an awesome person to talk with (and she talks a lot!). In happier news, Becca's coming back to Sydney! I'm excited she's coming back although frustrated for her that she hasn't found anything in Noosa. There are probably many more opportunities in Sydney.

Sunday evening, Rogda and I met up with Vicky who was determined to drag me along to the Aus. Open men's finals which was playing on a large screen at the Opera House. I usually don't enjoy watching sports, especially tennis, but I agreed because I had nothing else going on and it sounded cool to sit on the steps of the Opera House watching a game. And oh boy, was it ever! About a thousand people gathered to watch this game. Apparently tennis is really big in Australia and England, although I guess it's big in America - I just don't pay attention. It was so cool to be in the large crowd of people with such boisterous gaming spirits. It was pretty exciting, but as the game went into the 4th set, I started to get restless and my bum hurt. Fortunately (or unfortunately depending on who you were rooting for), the game ended in the 4th with Fedderer defeating Bagdatis.

Now for the job news. I wish I could say I have one, especially since this is what the assistant manager told me, but as it turns out there was a miscommunication. I went into the cafe this morning and spoke with the main manager and he told me they're still doing trials and that's why he hasn't called me back. Argghhhh! I wish I had known this instead of stressing for the past week. I don't know how I'm faring in his mind, but I didn't like the look he gave me. It was something like, I don't think this is going to work out, maybe you should look somewhere else. Of course I probably just imagined the look, but I don't feel good about it. We'll see...he said he'd call tomorrow, but you know men. I have other options so I'm not too stressed about it.

That's all for now. Talk to ya'll another day...or later today as the case may be.