Something I might regret?

I did something I might regret... or perhaps not.

Today I was offered a job, at a great organisation, a marketing company, a small firm, I could've learned a lot but I turned it down. It was the role itself, too much like what I was doing in my last job and not enough promise of opportunities for growth within that role. I just think 2 years down the track I will once again be so bored in the job that I'd be looking for something fresh again
and I'm really tired of job hunting. For once, I'd like to be able to stay with an organisation for longer than 2 years, I'd like a job that will keep me fulfilled, that I can continue to learn and gain experiences from. I don't just want another job. I have a perfectly good one, it pays me comfortably, I work with awesome people, I have lots of fun. It's just that this one no longer satisfies me.

Why can't my perfect job just fall into my lap just to make my life easier?!

Oh a different note, I have once again been bitten by an amorous mozzie. What is it with mozzies and me? Why do they love biting me? Is my blood really that much more tasty than the people around me? I'm convinced that it is in fact the same mozzie that has been biting me, and this mozzie is completely and utterly in love with me - so really, he isn't biting me, he is merely kissing me all over... he seems quite infatuated with my legs since that's where he tends to bite... only problem with this theory is that only the female mozzies bite.

Hmm.... so what that effectively means is that even in mosquito world there are gay mosquitos! How cute :)

OMG - am I thinking straight?!

I'm quite sure I've been offered another job at a great organisation but I have some doubts about the direction of this position and am now seriously considering turning down the offer.... in fact, I'm about 70% sure that I will turn it down. It's just too much the same as what I was doing previously and I really don't want to go back there again. Unless they're offering me a great deal of money of course! :)

Never would I have thought that I would have the chance to turn down a job offer!

I feel kind of bad for wasting their time but I'm sure that, no matter how awesomely great I am, they have always got a 2nd best option so good luck to the 2nd best option :)

I'm gonna take my time to look for the right job, not just any job.

I'm so bored!

Boredom is my life.

My life is boredom.

If life is what you make of it,

I make my life boredom.

I love my dog

I love it when I get home, whether I'm in a good mood or a foul one, Taxi will run to greet me like I'm the best thing that's happened to her all day, no wait, make that the best thing that's happened to her EVER! I love it when she showers me with attention whether I want it or not, I love how excited she gets when you give her a little treat.

I love the fact that there is somebody that will love me unconditionally just because I am me.

About bloody time!

OMG, I believe it has been close to 2 months since I last posted... well, obviously a lot has happened because I've been overseas and all, and now that I'm back in Melbourne and back at work... well, really jack-all has happened, because as usual, my life is pretty darn dreary, however -THAT- (*extra strong emphasis*) I promise (to myself more than anything) will definitely change. I refuse to live this dreary life any longer.

So, what has happened since my last post? Well firstly, my holiday was super dooper awesome fun! And that is an understatement because if my vocab and writing was any gooder, I would describe it in an even gooder way.

(*Note# read next paragraph only in one long breath using very whiny girly voice*)

Please read Buttsore & Blistered Feet, even though I realise it is kind of all over the place and doesn't really follow any kind of logic and pattern and most of the times, doesn't really make much sense and probably is rather boring to read because there is so much text and not enough piccies and also, I neglected to write much about my most favouritest place on this trip, Barcelona, even though I think I enjoyed myself the most there. Do read it simply because I spent a lot of money and many precious travelling hours in dodgy internet cafes to write it up for you wonderful readers to enjoy. Thanks dudes!

(*you may resume reading the remaining paragraphs in your normal voice... but feel free to continue using very whiny girly voice if you so wish :)

What I realised on this trip was how much fun I can have with my sister, how terribly rude Europeans can be, how inefficient Europeans insist on being, how people can be nice AND efficient at the same time, not just one or the other (*ahem* Europeans and Thais take note, you can learn a lot from the service Hong Kong airport), how beautiful Europe is, how beautiful Hong Kong is, how beautiful Thailand is, how much I don't know about Art and Architecture, how much I should learn about Art and Architecture, how much I can eat, how little I actually do eat, how much I can drink, how little I prefer to drink, how much I hate hot weather, how lucky I am, how unlucky Lulu is, how much I hate crowds, how long I can hold without going to the toilet if I have to pay for it, how much of a relief I feel when I'm free of responsibility and don't have any need to 'mother' anybody (I'm really not maternal at all), how much more I hate smoking and people who smoke around me, how Australian I feel when around asians and how asian I feel when around Australians, how beautiful elephants are, how much fun one can have on a bamboo raft, how silly I can be and how much fun I have when I am being silly, how much money I'm happy to part with (apparently a lot...) - but most of all, I realised how spoilt I really am :)

That was my trip in brief. Photos.... well.... up soon I hope, unless I see you sooner, then I'll show you in person :)

I've been back about 3 weeks, and I just cannot wait to go on another holiday, I don't want to be here, I'm not ready to be back at work, I'm still in holiday mode! I can't believe I'm already back at work :(

I've got sick in the last few days before I arrived back in Melbourne, which was kind of good.... didn't ruin my holidays but kind of bad cos I came home with a bad cough, and you know me and coughs.... coughs love me, they refuse to leave me, they linger around like a... well, like a bad disease. It's been about 4 weeks now and my cough remains, no remedy seems to work, cough medicine no work, cough lollies work only while I'm sucking on one, I tried to stop breathing once.... that no work either. I give it another 2 weeks before I try extreme measures.

Now to get my lazy arse off this comfy seat and actually -do- something useful....