Seriously. This weather needs to to pull it’s self toward itself, have a cup of cement, harden up and be the happy ray of sunshine we know, love and need in a Phuket day . It’s been pouring with rain since Monday. It’s now Thursday – and I’m tearing my hair out! Number one because I’m SO over wearing wet clothes and number two – it’s now beginning to affect my mental wellbeing.
Everyday this week has been the same story.
Wake up, feeling chirpy and rearing to go because I have a list of things that need to be done – and in specific order. I can’t do the one if I haven’t done the one before it. Like having appropriate clothes for interviews. Clothes first trumps job seeking first – I can’t go for interviews with the kit I’m sitting in.
All I have here is board shorts, bikini’s, hoodies, T-shirts and jeans. That’s all I packed when I left to go work at the cable park in Norway for the Euro summer. I didn’t need any other clothes.
Then I’ll get on my bike, and get one step closer to having my sh*t together, and begin looking forward to my next planned activity for the day.
It’s at this point that it usually starts raining. No wait…. sorry…… THROWING DOWN!
Monday was spent unsuccessfully shopping for work clothes at Big C (Central Festival Mall). After not finding anything there, I head back home.
In the rain.
Apparently I got home at approximately 2:36pm – and in a BAD MOOD – or so my facebook status says.
Then it looks like I went out again – because at 6:59pm (facebook time) I felt like puking due to the cans of pigeon I saw at the store – right there, next to the cans of tuna. It’s quite unclear what I did after that because my next status was only posted at 11:07am on Tuesday:
“EPIC FAIL: Going out to buy clothes and getting SO lost that you run out of petrol, pass the same building THREE times and get home TWO HOURS later EMPTY HANDED and DRIPPING because you were STUPID enough to go out in the middle of a monsoon!!! SERIOUSLY PEOPLE: my fingers are pruney they’ve been wet for so long. I might has well have sat in the bath fully clothed for 2 hours!!!!
I remember waking up on Tuesday, feeling really positive about the day ahead because the sky was clear. How does it manage to go from clear skies to me admitting defeat by mama nature? By 11:07AM!!!!
After the ordeal of getting lost – there was NO WAY I was driving all the way to Patong to say good-bye to Chantal – who has gone back to Norway, and left me to take over the world by myself! BUT… the night before – on Skype, she asked me please not to bail on her. I promised her I wouldn’t. So I HAD to go to Patong. And I’d agreed to meet her at Jung Ceylon Shopping Centre at about noon.
But I still wasn’t risking my life driving my bike – so I caught a taxi instead. It was still raining buy the time I caught a taxi home to Chalong at about 6pm – so…. in order to avoid getting drenched again… I stayed inside and spoke to my friends on Skype and FB. AGAIN.
This is where I started feeling the pressure cracks.
I had (and still do have) some serious cabin fever and needed human interaction before I started talking to a volley ball like Tom Hanks did.
So I hollered at one of the only four people I know who aren’t leaving in 2 weeks or a month when their vacation ends, explained my need to get out of my single serving apartment and DO something the next day. This is the same person who has agreed to ‘investigate’ Phuket’s beaches with me. Lets call him Russell.
We both agreed that Chalong Temple would be a cool place to visit, and that we’d go after he’d finished his Muay Thai training the next day.
Wednesday came and I was feeling positively recharged after my sleep. Again, I woke up ambitious, with a to do list that needed to be taken care of pretty much immediately. This time it had to do with my Non Immigrant B visa, and me having to go to a Thai embassy in another country for it. And having only got a 14 day extension on my border run over the weekend – I have to leave Thailand again before October 16. Which is next week.
So I went to the travel agent and bought a ticket to Singapore for four days. And scanned my passport and printed my CV’s so that even if it was raining – I could still be productive and proactive.
And then the rain came.
And I went home.
And spoke to Nicole and Kat on Skype for the rest of the day.
Between the two of them – and Gemma, I managed to apply to one job online. WHOOP DEE DOO! What an over achiever!
I didn’t hear Russell’s text message come through asking me if I still wanted to go the temple, and so when he logged onto Skype at about 6:30pm – I felt REALLY lame that I had just spent another entire afternoon and evening on my stupid laptop. Sure Kat and Nicole are my friends and at least I was interacting. BUT IT’S SERIOUSLY DYSFUNCTIONAL to sit on your computer for an entire week talking to your friends at home, while you’re sitting on an island.
a) Your friends at home must think you’re a loser for always being on FB and Skype when you should be out interacting with REAL people…
and
b) The only real person you know here is gonna think you’re a loser for always being on FB and Skype when you should be out interacting with REAL people…
Even MORE pathetic and depressing is that in order to ‘save face’ with my ‘real’ friend and not look like a COMPLETE social degenerate, I made my ‘presence’ on both FB and Skype invisible and waited half an hour before I ‘logged on’… to see if he wanted to come and explore Phuket Town with me on Thursday.
And by now, I’m thinking “OH GOD! He probably thinks I’m this clingy and needy girl who HAS to speak to him everyday” when in all honesty – all I want, is to share the company of another human being. Apart from the one’s in the store and at the gas station…
OH! I got an interview btw! This guy from British Language School called me on Wednesday and said the teaching job was pretty much mine – seeing as though I finished top of my class (NERD!) which put me first in line for a teaching job, and that I should come for an interview on Thursday (today) at 1pm as a formality. YAY!!!
These clouds DO have a silver lining – even though, right now it seems more pewter – or gun metal grey, than silver.
So Thursday arrives, and I prepare for my interview, hop on my bike and set off….
right….
into…
a…
monsoon!!!
I pull over as quickly as I can and take cover until the shower passes, and feeling confident that that was it and that I can enjoy spending time with the other three real people I know here (I’ve decided I can’t stalk Russell anymore – someone else needs a turn. The poor guy!) after the interview, I set off to the interview venue.
All goes well… job is mine – I now am the proud owner of a three day week and four day weekend…. start on November 2nd.
COULD LIFE GET ANY BETTER???
It could.
But not today…. it’s throwing down again. And I get home drenched…. again.
I’m now sitting here, writing this blog – it’s still pouring with rain, DETERMINED to make the best out of a bad weather week, and tell the story – in a bid to NOT allow social networking applications to make me their bitch for the 4th day in a row.
I do however, have both Kat and Nicole bouncing up and down on my desktop dashboard with messages as I write this…
I’m going to have to log off for real this time.
Sorry girls… It’s for my own good!