Sydney, Australia, Horsens, Denmark and Alanya, Turkey: Somewhat joke-free post about seeing my friends and family for the first time in ages.
After a year and a half of being away from my friends and family, I am finally returning home for a brief visit.
Sydney, Australia: My life is so much fun and so expensive.
As Craig, Sharon and I went to see The Lion King in Melbourne last year and enjoyed it immensely, we excitedly buy tickets when we hear about the upcoming Aladdin musical in Sydney. We’ve been so lucky with all these favourite Disney classics of ours happening to be turned into musicals in whatever part of Australia we are.
Sydney, Australia: things happen and then I EAT TURKEY.
Out of boredom, I’ve been on a bit of a Tinder roll lately, if you can call it that. At first I went on a few dates with Mathew, and then Matthew, and then I got the two of them mixed up.
Sydney, Australia: While Sharon’s away, Christine will play.
I am currently rocking a white shirt and a silk leopard print tie at a café at Queen Victoria Building. For money. ‘Cause it’s my work uniform, you see. It’s a terrible job with terrible hours and mean supervisors that hates the way I talk and how I look. I work up to 6 days a week, and I’ve still never been paid less in my whole life. On the plus side, I get the pleasure of serving coffee to some really sweet people. I make friends every day, so who cares that they’re senior citizens.
Sydney, Australia: Sharon gets older and drunker than ever before.
Craig has been in England for the past couple of weeks, and of course I’ve been missing him a lot. So I message him, asking him when he’ll be back, to which he instantly replies: I just back. Talk about perfect timing. I get him to promise he’ll come over for Sharon’s birthday as a surprise, since she doesn’t know when he’s back either.
