So tell me, dear reader, does absence make the heart grow fonder? Have you missed me?
Actually, don't answer that. Back when I was blogging regularly I found it exceedingly frustrating when a favourite blog had the same old entry sitting up there for ages. I know regular updates are absolutely essential to a good blog, and are a big part of what makes blogs like Perez Hilton and Reasons You Will Hate Me so successful.
So, once again, my apologies for the length between drinks.
Remember the last post? Where I wrote about how I felt like my whole life was up in the air? Well I've been busy sorting it all out. For the better.
And I'm really happy with where I'm at.
Thailand was amazing. I trekked through the hills of Northern Thailand with Intrepid Travel, staying with local hill tribes in their villages. While most of the journey was on foot, we also travelled by elephant, and by bamboo raft along the river. I felt in my element throughout the trek, managing to keep pace with the boys and carrying my load without complaint.
The only time I felt out of my element was when we returned to Chiang Mai and visited a local nightclub. I had forgotten how much I loathe nightclubs. The pounding music, the strobe lights, the sleaziness... Give me the jungle any day.
The other girls in my group felt the opposite way. On the trek they made the guides carry their packs, and fretted about how they looked without make-up. They were in their element back at the nightclub, with their high heels, their 'bling', their solarium tans.
I think I'm more girly then I used to be. I wear red lipstick sometimes, and I like dresses and skirts and stockings, but I'm also proudly not a girly-girl. It's not something I notice so much in my urban existence, but being out in the wild brings it back home.
Since returning to Melbourne, everything has been falling into place.
Things ended with the boy I was seeing about as amiably as you could ask for about a month ago. Girls, here's a life lesson that took me about five months to figure out:
If he doesn't want to be your boyfriend, you can't make him want to be your boyfriend.
It's been a while since I've been properly single. I'm pretty fine with it though. I've been busy going out lots, and...
...moving to Brunswick! I really like it there so far. You can still rent there quite cheaply too. As my waiter at the lovely El Mirage cafe (pictured right) mentioned recently, a lot of younger people are moving here now that they can't afford Fitzroy.
And I'm in good company- I just read that Labor-Party-Great-Hope Julia Gillard lived in a share house in Brunswick when she first moved to Melbourne.
As for the 'what to do after an Arts degree' dilemma, I've decided to become a librarian! It feels like the right choice. I wanted a professional career, but I didn't want to teach, and it relates to my undergraduate major of English lit. I'll be qualified by the end of the year.
So that's my life. Sorted.
Thanks so much for sticking with this blog guys, even while it's been so sporadic. All 20,000 of you!