Catching Y'all up!

Okay, so I haven't posted in a few weeks. It has been a busy couple of weeks trying to find a job, trying to find a place to live, just trying to get things sorted so I haven't felt much like writing about the shenanigans I have been up to. Rest assured that I have been still up to plenty of shenanigans, but undocumented ones. Probably better if some of them remain undocumented ;) So instead of giving you the detailed play by play of each weekend past that I haven't written about I am giving you the long story short version.

Some of the things I have been up to since I last check in are; I went to a great Maori fashion show where Grahams sister was a model in the show. It was one of those things from the movies! She was to another show earlier in the day and whilst hanging out after the show one of the designers asked her to be in the evening show. Amazeballs! Of course she rocked it, and was awesome! After that the three of us went to have some wobbly pops with the Homai boys down in Newmarket. That turned into a crazy drunken night where I lost my debit card. Lame! Oh well, lucky for me down here they don't have your name on them or anything so I just popped into a branch the next day and picked up a new one. Sweet! It was a super fun night tho, those guys are always a lot of fun and we had a crazy ridiculous photo shoot that kept me laughing the next day when I went through my camera.

One of the Springboks told us a joke about
something with a beard and dipped his
chin in his Guiness.....

That same weekend on the Sunday Steph and I went out for a beer which ended up turning into a Sunday sesh with the South African rugby team, the Springboks. That was pretty random and funny, especially because I know diddly about rugby so to me these guys were just a bunch of tanks at the bar. They were all huge. Apparently they grow them big in South Africa. It did pose a small problem getting up for work on Monday but it was all good by about noon.

The following weekend could only be described as epic in a true Jessica fashion. Here is the shortened version of that story. Ngaire invited me to a rugby social not far from my house, I was keen, it sounded like a good idea. So she picked me up on Saturday afternoon and we did some running around then went to her house to pregame before the event. There were four of us and we drank 4 bottles of bubbley wine and a shot before leaving the house and brought a bottle of white wine for a pass around on the walk up. It was pouring rain, but we decided that the 25 minute walk up there was a good idea, and I don't think any of us realized how much it was raining or how wet we were actually getting. Part way there we did a ticket check to see if we all still had our tickets to get in, I thought I lost mine but it was in my pocket and somehow got ripped in half. So after finding it, for whatever reason, I kept it in my hand like it was my job. I guess I thought that way I wouldn't loose it?
Anyway the four of us rocked up into the bowling club through the back door (we didn't even properly enter) soaking wet from the rain and went up to the ticket table. The fellow behind the table asked if we had our tickets to which I happily replied that yes I did. I promptly dropped a wet crumbled ripped in half mushy paper ticket onto the table in front of him with an air of pride that I had actually managed to keep track of it. So that was fine they let us in and it was dudsville up in there. It was like a bad junior high prom there were small groups of people at tables, music was playing but you could hear the deafening sound of proverbial crickets. So after a few shots and beers Ngaire and I soon became the party ambassadors of the event. We made friends with every person there and in no time had started a huge dance party and everyone was having a good time. It was ridiculous! We just pinballed around the room making sure everyone was having a good time and makin friends. Pretty sure we owned that place by the end of the night! So at the end of the night I turned around and Ngaire was gone (had gone home, no biggie), Alex was gone and Chloe was getting a ride home with someone else. So Jessica being Jessica says, that's no problem I will just walk home, I just live around the corner..... Nek minnit..... Haha! I was in the parking lot going to head home after the event when a crazy tall fella asked me if I was going to walk home. When I said yes he said, oh no you're not, get in the van. After a little back and forth I decided to take the sober ride home I was being offered. I got in the van with a whole load of Samoans and went on a little tiki tour including a Mc Dicks stop before getting dropped off at home. That's how I met my friend John  the Samoan. Unfortunately in all the raging I did manage to loose my phone with I was pretty choked about but I have another so it's all good.

And most recently this past weekend I took Steph to Homai Te Pakipaki and had a great time there. We had some pre clap beers at the bowling club and then headed over for some red handed fun. I did manage to make Rei blush in front of the whole Homai audience, which was hilarious, and then they invited us for drinks after the show. As always it is always a fun time with those jokers and by the end of the night my cheeks hurt again. They took the piss out of me for being Canadian and kept an eh count, but none of that is anything new. Saturday I went to the boys rugby game which was great but the weather was a bit grey and cold. I also went to the night markets for the first time. That was mega cool and I found a duplicate of the owl ring I broke before I left Canada, choice!

So now I am being a regular gypsy with a little crashing and couch surfing happening until I manage to get a job. The goal was to stay in Auckland but not so sure that is in the cards, I will keep you updated on that. Also be sure to read the blog I post after this one about my new idea to make things here more interesting.  Haha!