Thursday, January 29, 2009
"...I hear babies cry, I watch them grow, they'll learn much more, than I'll ever know, and I think to myself - what a wonderful world..."
Monday, January 26, 2009
"...and everytime I try to be, what someone has thought of me, so caught up, I wasn't able to achieve..."
(Me and my baby arm celebrating Australia Day!)
(Rock pool @ Bronte Beach)
(This boat was bound and determined to show its' Aussie pride!)
Friday, January 23, 2009
"...light up, light up, as if you have a choice, even if you cannot hear my voice, I'll be right beside you, dear..."
Someone asked me the other day where the titles of my blogs come from and they are song lyrics. Some people watch movies or read books to kind of escape, I like to listen to music. So, whatever song is on at the moment that I decide to write a blog, I choose some lyrics from it and make it the title. So, these past few days have been dedicated to the job hunt. For those of you who know me, you know that I like to work. I like to work too much possibly. Being bored is not my strong suit. So, I have been working for LOMA remotely and that is great but I came to Australia to get out and meet new people and see new things and I can't do that from the comfort of my laptop. Therefore, tomorrow morning, I am going to take a course to be able to serve at a restaurant here. Yes, you have to take a course! Working in a restaurant is not my ideal situation but 1.) it is an easy way to meet new people and 2.) it will occupy my time while I look for a more professional job. On a good note, I did get a couple of calls and emails today from some places that I have sent my resume to, so we will see. On Wednesday, I went into North Sydney and it is beautiful there. I took a walk across the Harbour Bridge. It was great but it is so hot here right now and Summer hasn't even fully started! At the house where I live, there are two little girls here and their parents have asked me to tutor them in Spanish, so I have been making some change that way and keeping occupied, which is good! Also, I need to share some weird Aussie things that I have discovered. They pronounce the letter H different than we do. We say [ay-ch] they say [hay-ch]. Also, we park our cars on a curb and they park their cars on a kerb?!?! WHAT?! They say "toilet" for "restroom" and to me, I can't make myself say that. It sounds crass for some reason even though it is what is printed on all the signs leading to a restroom. It is just weird all the small differences. Enough of that. The other night, I was asleep and I had a dream that I was coming to Australia and when I woke up, I was clearly here and it felt really odd. Not in a bad way, just weird. To think that I got on a plane and left everything that was safe behind for an adventure. That is not like me but afterall, I guess it is. For whatever reason, I feel that I was meant to come here. It has been a goal my whole life. So, now that I am here, what next? Time will tell. I am trying to just relax and let life guide me but I am not so good at that!
(Kidnapped on my first day by random Aussies!)
(In the middle of a fountain - it seemed like a good idea!)
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
"...it is the passion flowing right on through your veins and it's the feeling that you're oh so glad you came..."
Saturday, January 17, 2009
I'm not even going to lie, Thursday was one of the longest, toughest days of my life. I was miserable. Physically, mentally, and emotionally exhausted. The first week hit so hard with so many emotions and going-ons that I think I almost just shut down. On Wednesday, when I went sailing, for some reason, it was so overwhelming to me. There was this old man on the boat and he was just sitting and explaining stuff to me about the area and the history, etc. and it made me start feeling bad about my Grandpa who passed in August. It was sadness and happiness coming together to form the perfect storm of panic. On Thursday though, I did manage to go and meet Lisa, who is an American living here who has helped answer so many questions via facebook. She and I had lunch and she gave me some good tips and promised to force me to be social. She is a meeting planner, so I guess she has a knack for it. From there, I went to the aquarium. On a random note, never go to an aquarium if you are sad and lonely. Surprisingly, it doesn't help. So for the rest of Thursday, I messed around on the computer and then forced myself to try and sleep early. Onto Friday, I packed up my hotel stuff and headed for the home that I am currently living in. It is fine and the family is great but it is so far from the city. It takes almost an hour to get into the city from here and that is not what I want. I want to be able to experience the city and all of its' happenings. Which lead me to today, Saturday. Sarah, from Britain, and I went around to different apartment openings and it was pretty interesting. Firstly, all of the places were hot as hell. In the U.S., we air condition everything and here, not so much. That is the hardest thing for me to deal with because I don't like heat. Secondly, all or most of the people we encountered were so weird. At this one spot, I thought we had hit the jackpot. It was the penthouse floor of an apartment building and the guy opens the door and there are awesome sweeping views of the city and then I look down and there are literally, 40 pairs of shoes at the door. This 3-bedroom place had 12 people living in it! So, he goes to show me the room where I would be staying and he opens the door and no lie, there is a guy playing a violin while his girlfriend sat topless on the bed. Then she screamed something in Japanese and I sayanora'ed myself out of there. It was exhausting but we saw a lot of places. None of which I will choose to live. Desperation has not set in yet. After some apartment searching, we went to the park to meet some new friends and there was a concert going on in preparation of Australia's birthday but alas, I had to leave early since I live in the "Outback" now and had to haul 45 minutes home.
(Kids amazed by the Aquarium)
Thursday, January 15, 2009
"...when someone said count your blessings now, 'fore their long gone, I guess I just didn't know how..."
(Monifah, the baby hippo and yes, her name really is Monifah!)
(A view from Manly Beach)
(@ Taronga Zoo, overlooking the city)
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
"..out of the darkness and into the sun, but I won't forget the place I come from, I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change, and breakaway.."
Thursday, January 1, 2009
2 years, 10 months, and 18 days and my Atlanta journey has concluded. Today is a day that I knew was coming and it passed much more calmly than I had expected. This morning, once I cleared out the apartment, I took a few moments and stared at it. Soaking in the memories of my little, Atlanta life. It was odd. Sometimes that apartment felt like a cage. I was trapped inside of it, wanting for more but it also, was my first sense of freedom. I had taken a leap of faith and left the security of Pensacola and made it. I survived. I had broken free of Escambia County, Florida and proven that I could do it without failing. On my own. I closed the door, knowing that I was heading in a good direction. If not literally, at least figuratively. Living in Atlanta taught me that I can do it. I can make it in this world on my own if needed. And for that, I am grateful. I went to work for a few hours to wrap some things up and had to say "goodbye" to my co-workers. That was tough but I walked to my car and didn't look back. I am leaving with good memories and lasting friendships. I received a quote this week from someone and it made a lot of sense. It said, "We can not become what we want by remaining what we are". It rings true. How am I ever to grow as a person if I don't shake up my world a bit? Granted packing up and moving to the other side of the world is an extreme but it is my way to move forward. I hope that all of you can experience your dream coming true someday. It is so odd to be in the middle of something that you have always wanted. It feels surreal but not in a positive or negative way, just indescribable. With that said, I am now writing this from the comfort of a bed! Finally, I can sleep in a normal sleeping situation and not on a floor. Last night, as I was nuzzling up to my apartment floor for my last night of Atlanta life I started to panic a little! Why? I was panicking because I have yet to have a panic attack about moving to Australia. Exactly what does that say about a person, when he panics about not having a panic attack yet? You don't have to answer that! Nonetheless, I wish you all a great 2009 and much success and happiness and I encourage everyone to take a leap of faith and try something new or plan a course of action on how to change your life. I don't know what 2009 holds for me but I know that I finally made a decision that trekked outside of my need to be responsible all the time and it feels strangely good.