…a brief glance…

Tuesday 31st August 2004

It’s been a week since my last blog. I have resumed my job search. I have attended a couple of interviews and I sit, wait, and look some more.

On Thursday afternoon Annie and Co arrived, but due to my interview Thursday and Friday afternoon, I was unable to hook up with them till early Friday evening. I was greeted by Annie, Jeanette and Dan at Green Park. It was so nice to see them. We met up with Mary, Vaughan, and Ness a little while later and had dinner at the Chelsea Potter, for their English Meal of Fish and Chips.

Unfortunately, Jeanette had to leave early Saturday morning, therefore we were unable to hang for very long. I met up with the others at Victoria. From there we headed for Camden Town Markets. A day filled with shopping. After conquering Camden Markets I took them to Oxford Street. We went to Mass that evening at Westminister Cathedral before meeting up with Vaughan, Joanne, Steve and Jes for dinner. We ended up at Soho and walked around Leicester Square/Trafalgar Square afterwards. It was a nice night. Sunday was pretty much like Saturday, more shopping. We visited Oxford Street again, Picadilly Circus after realizing that Harrods was closed. Which I bailed on them early to get some much needed rest since I was suffering from a migraine. Monday was a bank holiday so we headed for the Notting Hill Carnivale, which was pretty cool. You know, aside from the constant rain and freezing winds. We waited for the parade for far longer than it was on, shivering underneath our umbrellas and soaked clothing. Pneumonia here we come! After Notting Hill we took another chance on Harrods and luckily it was open. If it wasn’t they would have had a couple of very upset Sydney Tourists. After achieving Annie’s main goal for going to Harrods, which is to buy a Harrods bag, we left the others to do last minute errands, in translation, get Annie duffel bag because she shopped too much. Okay, the package I gave her from Rome didn’t help her cause. I had a blast with Annie, she makes me laugh so much. Even if she made me her PA the whole time she was here. Remember Annie, next time you’re my PA! After we accomplished her to do’s we headed home to Dan’s Tita’s place for dinner with the rest of the gang. It was a nice last meal. Our goodbye’s were sadder for me since it is I that was staying behind, and I had grown accustomed to having them in my world.

Paloma and I are scheduled for dinner Wednesday night, if not Thursday night. Being in London is easier second time around. Everything is almost familiar. Especially the rude-ass bus drivers.

Although the whole jobless thing is starting to get a little alarming, I am coping as best as I can and taking each day as it comes. Admittedly it wounds my pride and self esteem that I am still jobless. I feel completely helpless There is little I can do. I am applying for everything under the sun, but nothing’s coming my way. I am trying to be positive, even if at times I just feel so frustrated. I guess this is just on of those challenges. Finding a job has never been a difficult thing for me, and I guess this is one of those, it wasn’t going to be easy things. I’ll find a job I guess it’s just not on my time.

Last week Isabel left for Paris, the last of the level one trio of Finsbury Residence has checked out. I said my goodbye to her Tuesday night, and it was so weird to be wandering around the halls of our floor. The halls we spent so much time at because we kept being evacuated from our rooms. The halls we passed each other on as we ventured to the not so glamorous bathrooms. As you stood at the end of the hall you could almost hear the noises that once came from the kitchen. From the same spot you could almost see Isabel and Cris knocking on my door, telling me it’s time for dinner. The three of us standing around my door catching up on our day. It’s funny to be so nostalgic about it, but the three of us have been through a lot together. Cris and I did a portion of our growing up together. Isn’t that right Cri? On Wednesday or Thursday, I’ll be back there to have dinner with Paloma. But with the majority of us gone, the place is no longer the same. It’s no longer the home, we had to make it while we were there. A chapter has ended and a new one begins…