It was 7pm. Diva and I were drinking sav at the pub when the mobile buzzed with the best news either one of us could have ever imagined receiving…we got the flat! I wouldn’t even let the long-haired staring/grinning blonde fool ruin this for me. Backtracking for a second, the other thing that I found out at the pub seconds before the mobile buzzed was that this guy wasn’t creepy due to a language barrier as he spoke English quite well…staring and grinning was just his preference. All that didn’t matter as I had one more night left in my stinky boy room. Like an excited little school girl, I packed all my stuff in preparation of leaving in the morning (long-haired staring/grinning blonde fool volunteered to help me with my bags and continued talking to me about being an adrenaline junkie and things to do in New Zealand but like I said before, I wasn’t going to let him ruin this for me). My alarm was set and morning couldn’t come soon enough.
In the morning, I bounced down to reception and handed in my keycard and I was outta there. No more hostel for me! I was done and that was that. I let everyone know that Diva and I had found a place and started spreading the news about our house-warming this weekend. After spending a week in the hostel I can definitely say that I’ve had my fill. I couldn’t get out of that place fast enough. Then out of no where, a dark cloud came in and ruined my sunshine moment. While signing the paperwork for the flat, we found out that the carpet cleaning hadn’t been done and thus, our move-in date had to be delayed until Saturday. WTF!
After a silent freak-out I went back to the hostel with my tail tucked between my legs and sadly asked to stay for another couple of nights. The only silvering lining is that I requested to room with Diva and Gutter Slut this time around. Don’t get me wrong…I still hate the hostel but will be a little better without the boy stink!