Who am I, where am I, where am I going and where do I find a taxi?

Hi and welcome to my dirty little secrets. Im a girl at age 22. Im from Norway but I dont really care much for that country anymore. So I try to find happiness some place else. Right now that place is Ireland.

Last time I wanted to move I wanted to go some place warm, so of course I ended up in a country that is permanently stuck in a frost hurricane. The wind seeme to just go around and around this little island. Next time its gonna be Australia!

I work at what I thought was a nice big computer company. I learned later that its just a big computer company. I am currently working on two teams, but I hope that I can quit one of them soon. Every day now Im messuring the work load on both teams to see where Im most needed. The thing is that I was first hired to work on one of them in September. One day in November they needed me on the other one. It was an awful day. I had to leave my friends and sit with peope I didnt even know, or liked for that matter... Now, 5 months later I dont want to leave them. Its not just the people tho, for the first time in the company I feel that I can actually do something useful. But I have to wait a couple of weeks more before I get the final answer on whitch team I get to belong to.

My spare time is pretty limited. I go to work at 5.30 in the morning and come home some time between 4 and 5 in the afternoon. Then its dinner, facebook and bed. But I do have the week-ends, oh those week-ends...

I live with 8 year old Sarah and her mummy Wendy. When you live with an 8 year old you hear things like; Mummy, my hands, they are out of controll! But now her mommy is telling me I have to move out in the midle of August. Whitch mean that I have some thinking to do. The easy thing to do is to move to another flat somewhere in Dublin, but when Im sitting inside under a blanket looking out on the pouring rain, Australia doesn't sound that bad... As long as I am leaving town alive...