I know I promised I wouldn't do this but........

Well I got a job in Mission Beach….a bit shocking, I know. See, I’m not totally unemployable!!! And, it’s not just a job…..it’s pretty much the most amazing job ever. We headed down here and show up……and it’s a bit small. Like, we asked where town was…..and we got extremely confused looks. Apparently town is the bus stop….SCORE. But still it’s very quaint, the people are super nice, and the beach is AMAZING.

So I’m more or less like a cruise director. I check people in, help them plan their tours, and plan amazingly fun activities at night. I’m just glad that all my sorority experience is finally going to come in handy. See mom and dad, it wasn’t a giant waste of money. Toga Party….planned…….beer Olympics……doing it…….hell, I may even have a graffiti swap just so I can pretend like I’m in college. Oh and I’m in charge of social media…..aka I get to take pictures of drunk people and put them on facebook and twitter. It’s like I’m getting paid to live my everyday life, but add free adrenaline pumping activities.

So, not only is my job super fun, but the perks are a little redic. I get to do all of the tours….for free……. snorkeling…..white water rafting……or whatever. And I live at the hostel for free…...Oh and I have an open bar tab at almost every bar in town (which is like 4, but still, not a bad gig) Seriously, I’m a little nervous I’m going to have to join a cult or something…..it’s just too good to be true. Whatever….as long as I don’t have to shave my head or wake up too early……I’m in.

So apparently I’m going a bit native. I saw a frog yesterday and these guys were freaking out. I just walked oven and picked it up……as if I haven’t been terrified of frogs for 22 years…..and I didn’t freak out every time got within 3 feet of me. I don’t even know who I am anymore. I hold frogs and sleep in tents. And I haven’t even straightened my hair in about 2 weeks. It’s almost as if I’m backpacking through Australia. Weird.

SO my first assignment for “work” (yes it’s in quotes) was to jump out of a plane at 14,000 feet. Strangely….i wasn’t that nervous. And I don’t understand why at ALLL. But as soon as I was pushed out of the plane……I may or may not have flipped shit and started screaming hysterically. It was a little embarrassing. But turned out to be the coolest thing I’ve ever done. It was SICK. Oh and I jumped with my boss. Yes, my boss is also a skydiver. This job is legit. Next up……kayaking the reef…….and then extreme white water rafting (because normal white water rafting just isn’t cool enough.) I’m pretty sure mom and dad were thinking more along the lines of me waiting tables while I’m here……..but I guess this works too.