Wow. Three months passed so fast. Seems like it was yesterday that I was slaving away, fearing that I might just keel over and die from anxiety attacks at my work desk.
Yes, I did feel that way and while you might think that I was being overdramatic - how tough could the life of an entertainment writer/paparazzi be? - I cannot deny that was how I really felt day-in and day-out. Consumed by anxiety, paranoia and with self-esteem of an unpopular, pimply fat kid with a poofy outlandish dress at senior prom. When all these internal grievances manifested themselves into physical pains and diseases, I knew it was time to stop.
Actually I was expecting to go back to full-time employment in April. But pfft...like that did happen. Some hits and (mostly) misses I am experiencing but I am glad the parents are really not nagging. Well, they are not but my bills and medical invoices are screaming to be paid. So yes, the shenanigans have to stop real soon. Besides, time spent at home is time wasted not travelling. And for me, it is via travelling that I get to enrich myself. Bloody vicious circle of life, I must say.
Anyway, I am travelling down under in about 10 days' time. It's a bizarre situation, really, and under normal circumstances, I wouldnt even dare to dream of going back to Perth. However, this is not a normal circumstance because it involves my godsister, the ever eccentric Bee.
Bee has been working her ass off for 2 years (dont doubt me; she usually works at least 12 hours a day, 7 days a week...except when she is on staycation during public holidays or festive seasons) and she really needs her break before she turns cuckoo. She was supposed to go to Scandinavia with a couple of friends but they couldnt make it in the end and a heavy workload doesnt allow her to escape beyond a week. Next best choice for her is to head to Perth cause she loves that city and there are a few places in Western Australia she has been dying to go to.
So yes, she chose Perth. However, Bee is the sort who doesnt like to travel alone and would like to have a companion with whom she can share her thoughts with. She knew how much Perth meant to me and so, she invited me along on her adventure. Strangely, she only asked me an hour after she purchased her flight ticket online. Hah. Her messages/calls roused me from slumber. We didnt even discuss the date (she's going on the 18th-24th May). But those were not the big issues. The issues were:
- I am unemployed
- I dont have spare cash (well, technically, I dont know when my $$ will run out!)
- My parents will kill me if they know I'm going away cause I tell them I have no $$
- I have a medical appointment with TB Clinic on the 22nd
- (Have I said it already?) I am unemployed
So in my groggy state, I was somewhat arguing (at least that's what I could remember myself rambling about) with her but she said she really didnt want to be all alone and she knew how much I really love Perth. She said she would pay for the airfare, accommodation, everything. I just had to turn up at the airport, with some clothes and passport, and just fly away. She, however, couldnt argue about my medical appointment. So she said...4 days (18th-21st) of companionship was better than none at all and after I were to fly back, she said she would join a 3-day tour somewhere with other people. Wow. How could I top that enthusiasm? How could I say no?
Anyway, before you say anything or judge me, you must understand the relationship Bee and I have. We are like siblings. In fact, I am closer to her than my own brother now. I know more of her sorrows and joys than her own family do. I will die for her and so will she, for me. Of course I will pay her back for this trip when I am financially comfortable, even though she said I dont have to. So yeah...
I remember on one of her many staycation adventures, for some reason I couldnt make it for the first day of her 3-day hotel stay. When I met her on the following day, I found out that she did not sleep the whole night because (in her words) she was up watching tv and doing some work. However, I knew the real reason. She was scared to sleep alone. She was afraid someone would break into the hotel room while she was asleep. I remember her being slightly pissed cause I couldnt be there earlier. Though sometimes I feel like she is emotionally blackmailing me, but like family, we all just want to be together and know that we all have each other's back.
So hey. I am going to Perth in 10 days' time. While I am still jobless.
Duh.
No shopping.
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