…a brief glance…

Well, I guess a lot has happened since my last post would be a little bit of an understatement! The past week has passed in sort of a blur. I don’t remember the first bit at all. Aside from trying to spend as much time with Cristina who was leaving on the Friday, I was getting very restless. I was sick of looking for jobs, and as much as I loved London, and being able to find my way around, doing touristy things, etc…I wanted a change.

Wednesday night we spend another night in the kitchen catching up on everyone’s day with Cristina, Lorena and Isabelle. Admittedly by then I was giving myself a deadline to make a decision, move on or stick around. The girls threw ideas and listened to my whinings…bless their hearts!

On Thursday I had a 2nd interview with IPG which was a promotional company, the moment they asked me to spend the whole day with one of their consultants I was suspicious. In the end I was correct as I ended up doing door to door sales in the middle of woop woop, walking (in my pointy heels no less) in an industrial area. I was like, ummmm, this isn’t for me and said so by 3 I said ‘this isn’t for me’ …. and headed home. Hey I lasted longer than the person they hired only the day before. She walked out on the 1st hour. I stuck it out for 6 and I wasn’t even an employee. I just wanted to figure out how badly I wanted to work, and it wasn’t that bad.

So on the way home I was feeling incredibly defeated and just racking my brain for options and I thought, stuff this…I’m going to Italy. I was going to call my cousin Ate Grace and speak to her about possible accomodation and she said that her in laws were in the Phils and the house will be empty. Hence I will be able to use it. It was like the 1st big break, I was ecstatic. Finally it felt like I made the right decision.

I leave on Wednesday 4th August to meet up with Annie in Rome! Spend a few days with her and hang in Italy till Ate Grace’s in laws gets back. I can’t wait. My only dilemma now is trying to pack up my life. Somehow I can’t fit everything back into my suitcases. Oh boy! Space bags to the rescue.

Thursday night was Cristina’s last night so Lorena, Cristina, Julian and I went out to dinner. The plan was to take Cristina to a pub for her 1st and last British meal…fish and chips! We ended up at a pub, but all they served was Italian stuff, so we had Pizza as a going away for an Italian going back to Italy. It was hillarious. We had a good night, we went back to the residency, in which Julian graciously provided Apple Strudel and Ice Cream, so we sat around the kitchen (for the millionth time) and gas bagged for hours. Yesterday I spent the day getting everything ready. Then I took Cristina to Victoria Station. Bought my plane ticket to Italy. Went to mass at Westminister Cathedral and met up with Lorena. We had dinner at Ate Fe and Kuya Dodie’s, I told them about Italy, and asked if I could leave one of my luggages with them. Of course they said yes. So now I’m trying to pack up that suitcase so I can take it there either tomorrow or Tuesday, depending. When we got back to the residence Lorena, Julian, Paloma and I sought out a Pub, ended up at a good one in Angel but it got louder and louder so when we were half deaf from having to scream we headed back to the residency, and into one of our kitchens…as always. Very late we called it quits and made plans for tonight. We’re heading to a club called Fabric, so that will be interesting. I was going to go to the Sound of Music Sing along thing but Allie is going away for a few days so we’ve postponed.

The residence doesn’t seem the same without Cristina. It’s so much quieter! I’m hoping to see her and Lorena when I get to Italy.

Anyways…must go. It’s tooo hot in this cafe. Will write again before I go, since I have 100 minutes left of credit to use here at Costa. Hope you’re all good.

Take care… Lis