All the hot ones are taken

Single life is soooo complicated. Still confused but at least now aware, after my gay encounter last week, i decided to brave the bars and go out for a few last night after work. After all it was Anzac Day the next day and i didn't want to be 'unaustralian'.

After a few drinks in the office and a little practice game of '2 Up' with the big boss and other employers we went down to Chambers Bar. Armed with a new found confidence, i enjoyed myself and was chatting to different people when i caught a really REALLY hot guy looking over from the corner of my eye. I looked over in that way us girls do, when we look over but pretend we are not looking at him and are in fact scanning the room for someone far more interesting!

I had seen this guy before in Veranda and thought then he was lovely, but didn't do anything about it. After another two Corona's i felt even more confident, and felt a few times that he was watching me. I went to the bathroom and put on some lipstick and tidy up my hair ready for the kill! As i strutted (yes strutted) back to my spot to join my friend i looked over to him and he smiled. I smiled back. Whoopee. 'I'm going to go and talk to that hot guy' i said smugly to my friend who looked at me as if i had gone mad.

I walked over and held out my hand to him 'Hi, I'm Sy nice to meet you'

'Hi, nice to meet you' He shook my hand back but looked a little uncomfortable.

'Look' he said bending down to my ear, 'Your hot, but my girlfriend is over there and she will kill me if she sees me talking to you, but she is leaving soon if you can hang around'

?! Tosser!

'Umm you know what, that doesn't really do it for me, have a good night'

I went back to my friends and felt a bit embarrassed, i had strolled over like some kind of minx and was met by a rat. 'He has a girlfriend' i said shaking my head and shrugging my shoulders before anyone could ask any questions. I didn't tell them about my offer. Lesson 2 - if there is a hot guy in a Sydney bar and you are 100% sure he is not gay, then he has a girlfriend.

Sy

Rant - Part 2

Buses.

Its not the 'actual' buses or the drivers i have a problem with. Its not even the annoyance when someone gets on with a huge bloody backpack, or when there are so many people crammed in that you cannot get a seat, are thrown about as the bus jolts every 10 seconds and getting constantly jabbed in the ribs or the head. Oh No! My problem with the buses is that they always make you feel bad.

Whenever i get on, i find myself staring out the window watching the world go by and i start to think lots of random things that i never think about at any other time of the day. I think about SB. I think about my friends and family who i miss. I start to question my ability, my decisions, my life. Why? I don't know but whenever i get off a bus, i always feel a little sorry for myself.

Generation G (ay)

When you live in the gay capital of the world (apparently) you get pretty used to seeing, talking and meeting a few gays guys on a night out in this city. Some area's more than others i must add, however its never a problem and i personally think that every girl should have a great gay guy friend.....they are as important as sky high heels. I shouldn't generalise but gay guys always seem to have that ability to be brutally honest but make you feel great about yourself all at the same time - something a straight man will never manage.

Anyway i was in the Loft on Friday night for drinks after work and after many a Vodka and Tonic and started chatting to a few people when this really sweet, well dressed guy came over and said how much he liked my shoes! Gay. I thanked him, complimented him on his lovely English accent and we chatted. After ordering a vodkatini for him (gay), we had a dance on the dance floor. Again every shape he pulled on the little dance floor screamed gay, and i loved it. After the dance we went back to the bar when the unthinkable happened........he tried to kiss me!

I pulled back and blurted out 'ummm aren't you gay?' which probably wasn't my best line.
(laughing) 'No what makes you think that?'

I was just stunned, was he really straight or just confused. I have never been wrong before. The thing is if i had have thought this guy was straight i would have never gone to the bar and danced with him in such a unflattering way. I didn't flirt with him and was brutally honest about everything he asked me. Has Sydney really turned once obvious straight men into men that can talk to women, dance, dress and smell great?!! Have we entered the year of Generation G (ay) as apposed to Z? I sense confusing times ahead for all of us!

Sy

Rant - Part 1

I feel the need to have a rant.

Yes. The time has come as a citizen of Sydney for almost 4 months to have a good old whinge about Public Transport. It's not so much the facilities or the vehicles themselves that annoy me, its what public transport does to a person and the struggles we as human beings have to go through everyday just to get to work and back.

Let's start with the Taxi drivers. I have not gotten into a taxi yet when i did not have to direct them at some stage as to where i wanted to go. Now perhaps i am being spoilt but in England if you want to go somewhere, you call a taxi, tell them the address and they take you there. Brilliant. This is how it goes in Sydney.

'Hi can i go to 350 Crown Street, Please'

'Where'

'350 Crown Street' - you always have to tell them the address twice as they never understand you the first time.

'Which end is it' Translation he doesn't know where he is going

'Its between Goulburn and Campbell Street' Perfectly clear you would think

'Which way did you want me to go' What?! Er the right bloody way preferably!

And they have Sat-nav's in their little cabs but just piss around poking buttons as they don't actually know how to use them! Last night i wanted to get home to Coogee. Well you would think i had asked to guy to go to a place that had not yet been discovered by humans. After telling him which route would be quickest, and lots of 'right here' and 'left here' i lost the will to live and refused to pay the full fare they wanted to charge. My argument was that all he had actually done was use petrol. I had actually given him a lesson on getting to Coogee to quick way and now he wanted to charge me an excessive amount. I won.

Tomorrows rant - buses.

Sy

Stalker

Ok i have officially turned into a stalker! I googled the 'Love God' and actually found out some info on him, and get this his favourite film is my favourite film.

We were obviously destined to be together. Now i just need to find out where he lives so i can bump into him whilst looking absolutely stunning, in the 'oh what this old dress!' kind of way.

No-one said the course to true love was easy!

Is Sydney one big Meat Market?!

It was a question i asked my housemate on Sunday morning whilst laying on the couch after another big night out on the town the previous evening.

When enquiring about different bars and clubs around Sydney, i had noticed that the phrase 'Meat Market' kept popping up.......surely every bar cannot be one! However after another night in which me and my housemate could have quite easily have picked up a few guys i did start to wonder.

Being honest, i don't think i am ugly but i am certainly not the most beautiful girl in any of these bars and yet it was all very easy. It started with a guy cornering me outside a bar in Bondi whilst i was having a crafty ciggy and asking if he could kiss me?! In this instance i agreed - purely because he was hot! The night went on with more chatting, more chat up lines and more kiss requests and finished with another Aussie guy inviting me back to his. In this instance i declined - purely because i am not a whore!

Back home i never got this amount of attention. My housemate is from London and agreed. English guys are not as forthcoming and wont just rock up in a bar, seek out a girl they like and go and talk to them. Aussie guys have no problem doing this.......which is great and bloody excellent for us ladies. However when you take all the charm and flirting away where is what we really crave.....our soul mate?

Talking of soul mates i didn't bump into my Bondi Rescue love god......next stop Google!

Bad Blogger!

I cannot believe it has taken me nearly a whole month to get around to writing another post. Shameful.
Although there has been so much happening that i have barely had time to have a piss let alone think of something honest and worthy to write on this site. But things are back on track and rather than write a 2 page post here are some of the highlights from the last month.
1. I have moved! Again! I quite fancied a move to the beach for a while so packed up my bags in Surry Hills and moved to Coogee. Ok so its no Bondi but you can get a decent meal for half the price and can swim in the sea without getting wiped out by a wave!
2. I have been partying at long last. Part of the reason i decided to move to Coogee were the housemates. My age, great fun and they want to party. It feels great to have drinking buddies again and has stopped that one little void i felt by being alone in Sydney.
3. Still working at Deutsche Bank and loving it. I am thinking about approaching the head guy about sponsorship options so i can stay. Its not so much the actual job i like, its the feeling you get walking into this wonderful building everyday and seeing lots of successful men running around making millions. Ooh i am getting hot and bothered just thinking about it.
4. Talking of men - i had my first one night stand in Oz. Not good. I went to a bar called Establishment in the city after work on Friday, got plastered and ended up going home with a guy i met whilst waiting for a taxi. He wasn't bad, but of all things he was a bloody life coach so the next morning i couldn't get rid of him as he wanted to talk about me!!
5. I have noticed that it is actually very easy to meet guys in this city. I went to the Ivy last Friday with girlfriends and decided i was going to try and make more of an effort to meet guys so literally just smiled at all the ones i found attractive. Bingo. 4 numbers and 2 dates.
6. Because of the above mentioned points and a new found confidence i have not thought about SB has much. I still have moments when i wish i was at home wrapped in his arms, or that he would fly to Sydney to come and get me but those moments are getting shorter and i am not 100% sure i believe them anymore.
7. My sister got engaged. I don't want to talk about that any further.
8. I have fallen in love with a lifeguard on Bondi Rescue and am plotting how i can accidentally bump into him. First port of call is a night out in Bondi with a few friends this Saturday night.
9. I have a date with someone i will call 'Pecs' guy this Saturday lunch time. Met him at the Ivy, ok looking but awesome body.
10. Still loving Sydney. I feel i have the balance right now with working in the city, living by the beach and a social life to tie it all together.

So all in all having a blast. I have a feeling this blog may now take a new direction. Perhaps ill rip off an old blogger friends site and start calling it Single in the city!

Sy