Leaving on a jetplane

Well, the impulse fairy has visited me a few times over the last few weeks and finally, I’ve given in. I’m moving to Hollywood! Actually, no, I lie. But I am leaving the country for a while.

Since I’ve been having trouble finding a job that I like, I’m going to do what I did last time – throw a tantrum and then leave on a working holiday. Before you completely freak out and tell me I can’t go, I have everything already sorted.

I’ve got accommodation for the first few nights in Auckland while I get settled before I make the move south to Hamilton to hang out with some wrestling buddies –  actually one in particular

Yep, I’m throwing caution to the wind and going international for a slim chance of happiness. Now, before you start panicking, I will be back for the wedding in September! If I’m lucky, I may bring him back as well. Probably not though, you’ll all scare him off with the dirt you’ve got on me.

But if he likes me half as much as I like him, I don’t think any stories about London red light districts and sex parties will phase him.

So, with less than a month until I leave, I just wanted to say hello and good bye to everyone in case I don’t get a chance to see you, which is entirely possible with all the stuff I have to do.

Yes, I do realise that this is out of character for me, but hell, I only live once…and if things gone wrong, I can come back home.

Just a slight catch though, I haven’t told the parents yet. That’s actually going to happen on Mum’s birthday on Sunday. Happy birthday….I’m moving overseas! So, (and you know who you are) keep your big mouth shut! I’ll let you know when the coast is clear.

~ by lulupop on Tuesday, April 1, 2008.