Finally!!! I got a question! You can’t tell I am excited,
can you? So the question was about my flatmates and flat. So for starters I
will tell you about the people I live with:
Desiree- The leaseholder. She is probably late
thirties/maybe real early forties. She has been in Sydney with her son for like
8 years I think if I am not mistaken. She seems to have moved here from the Philippines
with just her son as her husband died. She works as a housekeeper at some hotel
in Sydney and has the whole time she has been here. She wants to go back to
school for nursing but can’t afford to while her son is attending uni. She is
very pretty and goes out a lot. Soon she will go back to the Philippines to see
her family and she is looking forward to that but not the heat. Very honest
individual. Likes to sing a lot but she is good I won’t lie.
Clara- Desiree’s friend. Also from the Philippines and about
the same age as Des. They apparently met at the hotel but Clara did not like
that type of work so she went back to school to be an aide at a retirement
complex. She really likes her job. She wants Desiree to go work there as well.
Clara is married but her husband (who is Australian) lives in the Gold Coast at
the moment. He will come visit in April and I think she hopes to convince him
to move here. Her husband’s family and her own brother live in the suburbs
here. She is very kind to me.
Desiree’s son- Okay, sadly I do not know his name…I know.
When I first got here he was in the Philippines for vacation which he will
return there with his mom for vacation next month. That is my excuse for not
knowing his name…when we first met I was running late for work and he was
sleeping on the couch:D He jumped off the couch and introduced himself but I didn’t
have my listening ears on. He is very quiet but also very polite. I think he is
20 years old and is studying Building Management at Uni. All of his mother’s
hopes are on him so that must be an unbelievable weight to carry. They moved
here when he was starting high school but aside from not knowing English well
at all, schooling in the Philippines is behind. I can’t imagine what that would
have been like. He is teaching himself the guitar and he is quite good at it. At
least no teen angst to deal with this time around.
And that is the crew. No pets and please don’t put any
cockroach jokes in here. I did forget to update you guys that I only slept with
my light on for one week and thankfully now I am back to having it off. It was
hard to sleep properly with that on.
Des and Clara are always offering me food. I think they feel
bad only seeing my sandwich stuff in the fridge hahaha. It happens. They are
really good cooks I think because it always smells good. I attempted to cook
pasta last week but that was pretty nightmarish:D I bought some pasta because
any tard can cook pasta right? Apparently not this tard luckily Clara was home.
So I went and studied the stove for a bit to figure out that it was gas…off to
a bad start. Clara noticed I was studying the stove so she came over to show me
how it works. Well by the time she got the lighter out I was back in the living
room…yeah that is right I couldn’t be a pyromaniac. Seriously not only is it
gas but it is the kind you light!!!! This reminded me of how Andrea and I
became friends. Chemistry Class Fall 2003…two giggling idiots in the back too
scared to turn the gas up to make the flint useful. Mr. McLeod…”Can someone go
help those two?!?!” We were beyond help especially Andrea with her goggles on
her forehead instead of over her eyes:D And there you have how we became
friends. Luckily Clara took pity on me and basically cooked the pasta for me.
Did I mention I like her and she is nice?
Okay now for the actual flat. There are two bathrooms,
kitchen, laundry closet, two bedrooms, living room, dining table, and two
balconies. The one balcony is where we hang our clothes (alas dryers aren’t
used here but at least clothes dry here unlike in France) and the other balcony
is quite big. They have a table out there, some plants, and then they store some
things out there. We are on the third floor of a building that has 7 floors
plus there is parking underneath. I think we are literally connected to
Westfield shopping Mall. There is a convenience store downstairs but the people
are a little weird…or it is me not sure. I live ten minutes from work on foot.
The park is about two blocks away. The building is pretty secure as there is a
key to get into the lobby and it is clean. My room has two windows, two beds, a
big closet with builtins and mirrored doors, bathroom (with shower), and a
night stand. It is quiet in here or I am a really sound sleeper. I pay $225 per
week which is pricey according to my workmates but I think it is right
considering my location and the fact that I don’t live with crackpots.
Just for the record I do have a really nice duvet cover that
Wendy gave me but I took it off after The Great Cockroach Incident and I just
cant put it back on. The pillowcases were just for the picture I don’t use
those either just in case. You never know. Also, please don’t be jealous of my
princess washcloth!
And that is about it.
