the one&only me

Neyo; Single

2008-09-24T15:04:00.002+10:00

Too many entries have been dedicated to you, so in straight blog style, I'll roll with the tradition, and give you these words. But I seriously hope this is the last time I'll have to let the thoughts unravel here.

How do I feel about you now? Hatred's probably the right word, but it doesn't define it all. Yes, I hate you and your lies. I hate how you made me believe in you for so long, but most of all I hate how I was stupid enough to give you all of me, and even thinking that I had you for a second, because I never did. You made it seem like I did, and I lived in that moment for way too long, not being able to snap out of it. And now that I have, it hurts more than ever. It's scary how I never saw through it before, but I'm glad to say my brain's taking over now. But the thing is, I still care about you. I always check my msn list to see if you're online, and if there is ever a missed call, I can sit there forever wondering what it was about. Pathetic, dumb, yes indeedy.

But whatever. Thinking about this makes up the least of my day. Mum's been giving me crap almost every day. "There's no substance in your life. All you think about is having fun, living your life, you've got no responsibility.. you have no life." I hate to admit it, but she kinda has a point, and it's got me thinking, is the partying every Saturday night really all that? Is drinking, clubbing, dancing really that fun? Dancing is my passion, but every week is getting quite tiresome, and you can't please everybody. Maybe I should quiet back down, spend some Saturday nights at home, and re-prioritise. We'll see how long I stick to that.

Cuban Link ft. Mya; Sugar Daddy

2008-09-12T20:25:00.003+10:00

It's funny how the important people in life, who you once thought meant so much to you, end up disappearing, or you end up realising that they're not who they once were, or who they once seemed to be. I guess I finally see through all your bulshit, all the lies, all the sugar coated excuses. I finally see you really are the douche everyone says you are, and finally see that you're not worth the time. But I'm still stuck here, hating you, but unable to lose you in my life. I love every single one of our friends, and I miss every single one of them, but I don't miss you. I don't want to see you, and yet I have to. I don't want to laugh at your jokes, don't want to pretend I don't hate you, when I really wanna squeeze the living life out of you. But at the same time, I can't see myself being any different than this. I've always been like this with you, and that's probably the way it'll always be. But whatever "friendship" we have, it means jackall, to you, to me. I'm nowhere near as close as I thought we were, so I'm not going to treat you like I do to the others. We'll keep smiling, talking like nothing's ever happened, but just know, I'm not that dumb bitch anymore.

And you. We were once tighter than gladwrap. We talked about everything together, absolutely everything. Happy or down, we would share what was going in our minds, maybe not daily, but certainly not annually. I don't know you anymore. You've become this distant clown, who puts on a happy face, and enthusiastic tone when you see us, but that's all on the surface. Take the makeup off, and you'll be the next stranger. It once used to be four of us, and now, it's only three, and it won't be four again. Can't say ever, because I still have a hope that one day, we'll be best friends again, but that day won't come, until you and him are over. I hope you realise all the people who have been there for you are now all fed up with your empty calls, and your name no longer brings smiles to our faces. People always said, you drift from high school friends, there's only a few you really keep in touch with, the others, you'll see them, and it'll be a friendly smile and a casual "how's it going?" I always thought you would be part of the few I kept in touch with, and I would've never thought I'd have to be fake to you. But that's exactly the way it is, and I don't wanna sink down to that, because you do mean more than that to me. So until you're ready to greet me with the real you, don't bother saying anything to me.

LS3;; Why

2008-08-16T18:26:00.002+10:00

Never dreamed that just one single night
Could change the course of both our lives
Forever and always
Can't believe it had to end this way, and I
Never thought the last time I said goodbye
Would be the last time I saw your eyes
And now you're gone away forever
Now baby tell me

What can I do to make it right?
Cos I'm just lying here awake all night
and I don't know what to do
All I know is that I'm missing you, and I
Don't understand all the reasons why
I wish I had just one last goodbye
I wish things could be the way they used to be
When it was just you and me

Every night I look up at the sky
So confused and I'm wondering why
I wish I could've told you I loved you all the time
I wish I had one more chance
Girl, I'd just turn back the hands of time
Just a stop, then rewind
Why couldn't I just make it right
I wish baby, that I had just one more night

It's so hard to just find someone. Find someone you can totally be yourself with. Find someone who you can just talk to non-stop. Find someone who can make you laugh until you can't breathe. Find someone who feels the same way about you, as you do about them. Everyone around you makes it seem so easy, so easy to just find that other person who share the same connection, and just mesh. Even though life's hectic as it is, with uni, work and balancing it all with a social life with friends, a boyfriend probably isn't the most appropriate thing to be thinking about. And you just make it so hard. So hard to completely let myself go, and to let you go. I need to move on, but no matter how much I say it, no matter how much people say it, it's so hard. It's like there always was something, and I don't want to think otherwise, even though that might be the reality. Don't wanna believe it was because you were a douche, don't wanna believe you did it on purpose, don't wanna believe it didn't involve just a little bit of something extra, don't wanna accept that it's never going to happen again. Unhealthy, stupid, stubborn, dumb, I know. And it leaves me pathetically hoping for you to tell me it's not happening, and everything's still the same - that you're in the same situation as me, not bothering with randoms, not bothering with getting to know anyone, not bothering to let anyone in. As the girl that's crazy about you, that's how I feel. But as one of your closest friends, I'm happy you're moving on, moving on from the "not bothering" stage. Happy that you've found that someone, who I'm still trying to find. Happy that a girl can bring a smile to your face, and you can finally have that person to confide in. But I don't know if I can be that friend 24/7 around you. It still cuts to see that someone else brought you that smile, that someone else has you, that someone else so easily got you, that you so easily fell for her, that I can no longer hope something might happen. I lied to myself when I said being good friends was the best for me, lied when I said I was over never getting you. Truth is, I've been living in that moment, that moment where it seemed as though it was just the two of us, the moment when nothing else mattered, the moment when I could kid myself into thinking we were basically together. My reason for not being able to let you go a year ago was because I never got you. My reason for not being able to let you go now, is because I can't forget the moment that I had you.

Bobby Tinsley; I'm Missing You

2008-04-17T12:17:00.002+10:00

What's been happening? Uni, commerce camp, work, and that's probably it in a nutshell.
Camp was good.. and bad. Facebook tells all, and the photos pretty much gives an overall picture. Met a lot of people, and had a major d&m with Reema, my dear primary school curry :) I miss just pouring out my heart, willingly, to people I know who will not laugh at me for being just me.

Uni's like, this huge masquerade. Everyone has their secrets, and if someone ends up finding out about them, then bye bye to your rep and integrity. You're the next big joke in town, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. Everyone makes their mistakes, everyone has things they regret. Is that really some big fat joke? Just because you're not the one exposed. And besides, no-one knows anyone, not for who they really are. Why pass judgement like that?

I miss my bitches, my true bitches. Yes, Davo, Bon and Em, I'm talking to you three. Lol. I miss seeing you guys every day, laughing every day about anything, and sharing the moments with you all. Everything was so simple. We were all so simple. Now things are thrown at us, and we just have to tank it all. I felt so much more real with you guys. Saying what I wanted to say, thinking what I wanted to think. Uni's eating me away. The workload, the constant need to be good enough for the whole environment, the unfamiliar faces, the laughs, the glares.

I just wish there was that someone out there, who can just tell me "it's okay." Someone who genuinely knows and supports who I really am.

Flo Rida - Elevator

2008-04-06T17:11:00.002+10:00

So another weekly update.
Lol, everyone doesn't bother blogging nomore. And I'm getting mroe and more bored as I procrastinate and have nothing better to do other than facebook - and even that isn't as entertaining as it used to be.

Uni's gradually getting better, in the social sense. Making friends isn't as random nomore, even though lectures are still the hardest place to find someone new. The people I met in tutes before aren't as afraid of talking, and everything seems to be flowing on quite smoothly. Had my first two asssessments last week: for QMA and Japanese. Happy to say I scored a whopping 9/10 for my first quiz; pity it's only a 2% weighting. Lol. So I scored 1.8% :) Japanese wasn't as bad as I thought, and for now, I think I made 3 mistakes? Oh welps, that was a 10% weighting though, so oh whatever.

Met up with Boneface on Thursday at Broadway and had cold tortellini from some Italian stall in the food court. Twas good catching up, on random things, and just spending quality time with people I love.

Scored a job at Taverner Research which is basically telemarketing, minus the marketing part, because it's socio-attitudinal research that benefits the community. It's actually quite interesting listening to people's responses to smoking and their thoughts. Got a lady who told me her annual income was "fuck all" and was surprised they didn't have that as an option. So I just ticked "under 40 000" for her. Lol. Oh, and another lady told me she was Aborigine, but was white, because the definition of Aborigine is "a native to Australia." And since she was born in Australia, she's Aboriginal. So I told her okay, i'll put that down as "other" and write down what you said, but just ticked no. She might've told me off if I said she wasn't Aboriginal. Weird people, but quite entertaining. And there's a cute white boy who I met at training and took the first shift with me. We turned to each other after each interview we did, and laughed at the responses. So the 7 hour shift almost flew by on the Saturday.

So my life at the moment is just Uni, trying to get all the work done on time, DANCEKOOL and the job. Everyone's complaining how the balance is so hard, and I'm gonna be cool, and complain about it too. The days always just fly by, and you look back and regret you spent the last night on MSN doing absolutely nothing. Things start piling, and you realise there's nothing you can do, but feel sorry for yourself. Oh welps.

And just came back from a driving session with my mum. Oh Em GEE. I can't bloody take that woman. She tells me to do absolutely EVERYTHING. I'm observing, or checking traffic, but she tells me to hurry up and turn right already, and when I'm about to enter the street, she tells me to BRAKEEEEEE cos there was a pedestrian and tells me off for not looking properly. LIKE HELL WOMAN! I WAS LOOKING AND YOU TELL ME TO GO, SO I GO, AND THEN YOU TELL ME TO BRAKE. The instructor said my judgement is shit, but I wonder why, it's cos my bloody mother sticks her head in the way while I'm trying to look, and tells me what to do the whole time. And almost screams every time I turn just a tad bit faster. I can just tell when I get my P's, she won't let me take the car by myself, because there'll be no "experienced driver" next to me to guide me. Pffts, just cos I don't wanna define CHINESE LADY behind the wheel. She needs to take a dozen chill pills, and SO DO I thanks to that. GRRRRR.

And you. I'm getting there, pretty much there already. And before I can absolutely just let go, all I wanted was for you to clear everything up; absolutely everything. But you couldn't even do that. And it's stupid how I still get disappointed/shocked every time you do this to me; I should be used to it by now, but I give you too much benefit of the doubt. I still want to believe you're not as low as you really are, but you just are. Don't think I'm gonna keep hanging there, holding on, waiting for you, because I've been there done that. Goodbye.

Mariah Carey; Touch Your Body

2008-03-31T22:46:00.002+11:00

So another weekly update. I had a whole week off last week from Uni, and didn't spend it very wisely, workwise. Lol

The weekend started off with Nat's stUn party on Saturday night. Let's just say it was a good and bad night for me. Crazy dancefloor, just the way I like it, but GOON is a no-go zone for trouble. Lol. Making mistakes is probably just a stage that all teens go through, and I'm kinda happy that I actually make them. You learn, grow and eventually look back and laugh at how retarded you were. Things that used to seem like a big deal back in like year9 are just a joke, and I'm guessing I'll look back in 5 years time and reminisce how mindless we were allowed to be. I just totally went off on a tangent there, but whatever, house parties rock. :)

It was Penny's 18th bash at Jubilee Park the next day. Had church and driving lessons before that, so rocked up at like 4 after taking a bus that Anton told me to take, which was the wrong one. Lol. Kelvin left the house when I was in the city, and managed to get to the park 2 minutes after me. Clap clap for the cow. Stayed for a bit, and waited until my beautiful birthday girl cut the cake, and the Asians all left. Me, Davo and Kelvin ended up going karaoke at LIVE for an hour, with bonus 25 minutes! WOOT. We love anything free! :)

So Monday came, and I managed to get almost everything done except Accounting readings. Lol. Visited Fort St on Wednesday, and ended up staying there for two whole periods. FORT ST LOVE. And the whole school is like, fenced up now. "It's to keep people out" - err, more like, to keep everyone in. But oh welps. I guess our grade brought an end to Fort St's corrupted reputation. People are actually dressed in uniform now. Haha. But the emo blondies in the junior grades are still wearing their black skinnies to school, so when they leave, it'll be a true sea of maroon. Had porchos after that, and went to Burwood for Step Up 2! Must say, twas a disappointment. No substantial hotties, and the dancing seemed kinda random. But oh welps. Trained it to the city, and went DANCEKOOL. Is Jaye cute or what? Totally brings motivation to dancing there on a regular basis. Haha, and the routines are mad too! So win win. :)

Caught a cold on Friday, so the rest of my week died out.

Uni started today, and I guess things are getting pretty routineful now. Quite neutral. Camp next weekend, then a COMSOC cruise on May 1st! Woot. Plenty of parties lined up at the end of April, so yay! Living while it lasts. :)

And I'm getting there. Just wait until it totally disappears.

Elliot Yamin; Wait for You

2008-03-21T16:55:00.002+11:00

Uni has been.. the same. But I feel less out of place now. I actually know where everything is, and can manage the lonerness. Actually, it's only at Micro lectures where I am loner. Must say though, Japanese is by far my favourite subject.

Managed to skip my first lecture of the week: Japanese. Haha. I was like 5 minutes late already, bumped into Eric on the way, continued on my little journey, then bump into Kelvin, and back onto the Quad I go. Haha. Spent like 2 hours with Eric, Leslie, Sha and Kelvin, so the first day was the biggest bludge. It's great that my breaks clash with everyone, or else I would seriously die.

Talked a bit more with the girls around me in my Japanese lecture, and made two friends Alexis and Linh in my Japanese Seminar. And there's a cute boy in my QMA tutorial, forgot his name, but he had a hot voice. He dresses kinda metro-ishly though. But oh welps, he sits across the room. Lol. Definitely potential eye candy. :)

I think me and Kelvin scared Betty and Karina with the Fort st stories we were telling from like 6pm to 7:30. Talking about everything from Hyok's pubes to Ms Kendall's milkshakes to the fifty billion other retarded crap Fort st got up to gave my stomach the biggest workout from all the laughter, and I went home a happy woman! :)

OH, and Law drinks was on yesterday. Haha. Got through the bouncers, since I got into the bar before they had security, but getting into the LAWSOC area wasn't as easy. Lined up with Leslie, Persis and Raymond? until they demanded we show our UNSW ID to prove we were law students. Mine obviously said COMM on it, so I got sent downstairs. I got snuggled back in afterwards, using Karina's ID, and met heaps of really friendly people up there. Bonnie was one of them, who told me to check out the guys in business suits because "they're not too bad looking. They should be in 4th year this year, which means, they're going to be rich next year. OOH" So I took my pick of probably the only asian, who didn't look too bad, and she showed me some Aussie dude in a blue and white striped shirt. Haha. That was good fun. Can't believe she's turning 20 next month, and is in first year Law. But oh welps, Sara said he's gonna chuck a party of her, and at least 3 people will show up. Haha! Law people are so much more approachable compared to Commerce people, bundled up in their little circles. Jack already warned me about that; I just never believed it. Gr. Left at 7:30, and took an all stops train with Leslie. Some good d&m'ing there :)

And it's broken now. After all these years, I've kept it in perfect condition, and just that one second of carelessness, it's broken. Tried fixing it, but fucked it up more. The piece that linked the whole thing together is missing now, so there's absolutely no way I can do anything to put it together again. I guess this is what it took, for me to realise I had to completely forget about it. Believe it, and leave it. I'm letting the head take over, and it's fucking hard.

Neyo; Make It Work

2008-03-17T22:01:00.002+11:00

Uni's all the same, and there's not much to it, besides what was written in my last entry. High school rocks :)

It was Daryl's 18th on Saturday night, which I crashed because of the ugly whoreface Emily. Well well well. My whole "never getting off my face again" plan failed miserably, with 6 drinks in my system. Totally not cool, and very embarassing. Took quite a few luvo shots with my camera, which so happened to fall into Daniel Kim's pocket and is with him at the moment, with Leslie and Emily, and it sucks that I can't bloody upload them. The night went by fairly quickly, and all I remember is screaming Elle MacPherson's name twenty billion times after realising Myan and Linh were wearing the same bra as me. Haha! YEAH! ELLE MCPHERSON! Photos should be up after I get my camera back.

Stomach churned the whole day on Sunday, and I conveniently had church the next morning. Lol. Service was quite okay, and then it was time to teach the little kiddies. I didn't do any games this week, because, didn't prepare anything. Lol. Lunched it with Amanda and Angie at BAGAN again, and had the good ol "hor fun" that Will gets every single time. Finished that, and went to Burwood so Amanda could get her bling belts. Lol. She settled on some white VonZipper belt from CityBeach. Walked around for a bit more, and I went for my driving lesson. I suck with hand and leg coordination. Once I concentrate on turning teh wheel, I forget to accelerate or brake or whatever, and instructor brakes for me. Oh, and the instructor's name is DIDDY WONG. Sick name or what? Went home, and continued with my momma. I can do like, 3point turns and U-turns! WOOT. Too bad she doesn't let me drive over 30km/h. I got to like 40km/h and she demanded I slow my ass back down. Grrr. But next week, I think I get to drive myself back home! :)

And it's all coming back again. Everything. Too bad there's so much shit between us that we can never have a decent or natural conversation anymore. Not in person, not online, not anywhere. It's like, I can't openly just be myself and say what I wanna say. I'm scared; scared that you'll take advantage of my feelings again, scared that it's gonna take me further in, when it's not the best idea in the world. Scared that, you'll do it all over again.

Baby Bash; I'm Back

2008-03-11T23:09:00.002+11:00

I'm gonna be an emo bitch, and rant all over this entry.

Yesterday was the first day of university, and it made me realise how much high school kicked ass. I miss everything about it: the teachers, the closeknit community of friends, the lunchtimes, the belltimes, the ease of finding your class, and always knowing that YOU ARE NOT LONER!
Thank god for Leslie during my first two 1hr breaks, or else I seriously would have collapsed. Japanese is my favourite subject at the moment, because I have my bitch Kelvin. Every other subject: full of fobs and normal looking asians in their little groups, wait, big groups. It's as if they all organised their timetables together, and enrolled into each others' lectures.
It's great how so many of the Fortians are at UNSW, but it's not the same. Even though probably half the grade is doing Commerce, I only coincidentally bumped into two people in ONE of my tutorials.
I miss getting on the train in the morning, with a bunch of people in our jerseys, looking dead as hell reading their notes or memorising essays, and then a whole bunch of people getting on at Strathfield. There was always so many people with you, so many people you knew, and now, I can't even find that one person in any lecture who I can say is my friend.
High school was and still is beautiful. I feel as though I didn't live it to the max though. Didn't take as many snapshots as I could have. I'm scared after a while I'll forget all the moments that were so memorable, that were so classic. With everyone so consumed in getting their readings done, sooner or later, whatever we all had in high school is going to just vanish.

And it's like, all those months that we worked on trying to find that feeling that tied us together in the first place is paying off after everything's over. Everything's coming back now, and I'm focusing on the good rather than the bad. Maybe I just need that someone to console in, and maybe at the moment, it would be real nice to have that someone I could just call when I'm feeling lonely.

And I should've known. Actually, I did know, but still gave you the benefit of the doubt. I'm happy to say you make up the smallest part of this little depression of mine, if not, you're not even part of it at all.

Timbaland; The Way I Are

2008-03-07T12:37:00.002+11:00

As you all can see, my layout is screwed to the max, but being the html-noob I am, it's not going to be fixed any time soon, until my ugly Davo is free to do it for me. Haha.

Yesterday was the MIXTAPE at UNSW. The day started off with me heading out at around 3:50, and getting to the city at like 4:20. Met up with Leslie and Emily, handed out a resume to U-Tech, and then headed off to Myer to return my Proxycard and to ask Tanya to be my reference. But to my surprise, she resigned just a day ago, and according to Jimmy, it's a long story. So the whole floor has no manager, how SWEET is that! I asked Jimmy if I could continue working then, since the bitch that hates me is gone, but he said the paperwork has unfortunately all gone through. He told me to apply again for Casual like, NOW, and he'd pick my name out if it goes to him. Let's hope it does. So finished everything in Myer, and we headed to Tonia's kitchen in the International Food Court under Myer, and I had my beautiful lasagne. Had a nice chat with the two whores, until we decided to go get changed for the danceparty.

Lol, we felt bad for Leslie if he had to wait for us to do our makeup and blah blah, so we decided to all go into the parents' room, which was like, SO NICE. There was a couch and a massive mirror with a toilet, and two "feeding rooms" that we used to change in. Random ladies walked in, but walked back out as soon as they saw us three, until an actual family came in and had to change their baby's diaper. The man "scoffed," as Leslie described it, when he saw us getting ready, and we all decided to leave. Lol, I had one eye with eyeliner and one eye without when we walked out, and Leslie the loser couldn't stop laughing at our embarrassment on Pitt St.

Met up with Brian (emily's cousin), and we headed up to the Hilton for me and Em to continue our unfinished business. The toilets there are like, crazily nice, but I guess that's what you get for a hotel. Finished that, waited around for a bit, and headed off to UNSW. We took the same bus as Emily's law friends from UTS, and met a chick called MABEL from Ruse. Can't believe someone has my mum's name, and I think I scared her when i said, ZOMG MY MUM'S CALLED MABEL.
Got to the Uni, and had to wait outside on the grand walkway for Bonnie and Phyllis to arrive. Brian came back out with only three over 18's bands, when we needed like, 5. The plan was for Thilo to get in, and come back out, and give Bonnie his band, but Phyllis was still screwed. So Leslie decided for him to go into the area first, and then someone goes to the under 18's area and fetch Phyllis in. That plan didn't happen until like, an hour after everything, which was like 9ish. But despite the agitation and frustration, all the wait for SO worth it, because the party was OFF THE HOOK. Bumped into so many people from Primary, and ex-Fortians, and the poker night boys, and family friends, and zomg randoms from everywhere. The music was great, even though I didn't know much of the house/electro/whatever music, but as soon as the RNB came on, I couldn't stop dancing. Definitely an awesome way to start uni, and I'm glad that I'm going UNSW now, since it's the "playground uni."

Left UNSW at 12:30, and ended up cabbing it back out to Town Hall with Chau and his friend, Jason. Night rided it to Burwood, and Jack drove Bonnie home, which meant I got home at 2:30, with my dogs barking like nuts. Gr. Woke up at like 8:30 this morning to the voice of my mum bitching in a not-so-loud voice to my dad about me getting home at 2:30 and going, "it's worse than when she went parties in high school." But as Jack says, parents are gonna have to get used to it. I stayed in bed til around 10ish, showered, and walked the dogs. Came home, and my mum had left to Cabramatta. She's still not home, but I'm dreading it. Fixed up my uni timetable this morning. Thank God I talked to Brian about my course; I realised I had chosen the wrong subject. Lol. Well, it aint wrong wrong, but it's not what I wanna do, and if I do it, I would've screwed my plans all over. So now, I'm still at uni 3 days a week, but Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. Gr. Not too bad.

And the whole time, I was hoping you would miraculously show up. Don't know why. Don't know why I still fall for your "I'll think about it" statements, and I still wait, hopelessly. It's so stupid, and someone should just shoot me dead. Why can't you ever just say a definite yes or no, so I can properly respond in a way that does not make me a faggot.

Ricky Martin & Christina Aguilera; Nobody Wants To Be Lonely

2008-03-05T22:43:00.002+11:00

Last time I blogged was Feb 23, and so much has happened since then. Well, not really. But I found out I had used $1500 in the two months that I had been working, and if I didn't use ANYTHING, I would have $2880 sitting in my bank account. But now, the numbers just keep shrinking, and it makes me sad.

Still unemployed, and haven't been looking. But I really should start. Uni is going to drain the hell out of my wallet with travel already taking up half of my weekly income that comes from piano teaching. So I'm pretty much screwed, unless I have zero social life and bring my own lunch, and sit in the library during my two hour breaks, I can pretty much save a little less than $20 a week. Yipee.

Highlights would have probably been beaching it with Bon and Leslie and karaokeing it up for two hours with my three bitches: Davo, Kelvin and Emily.
The beach was awesome fun. I got a sunglasses tan, had french toast for lunch, laughed at a fob that got a pretty big print on his ass, since he intelligently sat his wet ass down on the sand, and got a whole moon of sand on his rearside. Classic fun. It was so long since I had gone to the beach, and I kept getting pulled out of the flags, and had to swim against a rip. Total workout for my thighs, and I scored myself pain for the following two days. But totally worth it. And lol @ Leslie for parading his half naked body around the city when we returned from Maroubra Beach.

Emily and I also joined DanceKool for the first time on Monday night. That was hella fun. The dude that taught could adapt to so many styles. Saw him teaching a girls' hiphop group beforehand, and zomg, never in my life have I seen a MAN dance so sexually good. It was definitely a turnoff, but it sure looked good. When it came for him to teach US, it was like a totally different him, and all his moves were supersmooth. The group was small, so he went through the routines with us individually step by step. Truly a sweet guy. Saw Joseph pop in towards the end, and he was breaking on the side of the studio. The night ended at around 9:30, and my legs began to ache the next morning, and are STILL aching from ass to ankle. Crazy stuff; never knew how unfit I was. But hopefully dancing every week will whip me [s]back[/s] into shape

All the talk has been about uni. Some love it, some hate it. Davo and Bonnie don't seem to be so hyped up about it, which scares me, because they're probably the two people that I would've thought would most easily make friends. But oh welps. Went to O-WEEK yesterday and I gotta say, the people at UNSW aren't ALL fobs. Lol. I wanted to join the Dance society, but it costs $10 to join, and before that, you gotta join ARC, which is $149. So, $160 just to join a group that gets together weekly and just dances. Sounds tempting, but my asian side took over and gave it a pass. And since I have DanceKool, that's probably enough.

And you, conveniently popping back into my life again. Just after I thought I was over it, just when I was about to give something else a shot, you waltz back in and screw me over. It sucks how time just makes me forget about all the crap you've put me through after all these years and I somehow tell myself to think better of you, when I probably shouldn't. You keep pressing rewind and play, and I keep letting the same thing happen, when I could easily change things around. I hate how you have that affect on me, and I hate pretending like I don't know, when you and I both know things aren't as simple as it seems to be. And I hate how I still have that little speck of hope that this time, you'll make things different.

Akon; Work It

2008-02-23T14:41:00.006+11:00

Okay, so this blog has been neglected for quite some time - a while before I even left for Hong Kong.

Before HK, met up with the group for Australia Day outing, which was gay for me, because momma laid a curfew on me for the first time in like, three years, and I had to get home at like 10. I somehow bulcrapped my way, with the lame year10 excuses of no trains etc etc, and got home at 12? Oh I can't even remember. That was the last time I saw the happytreeAsians as a whole before I left for fobland, and I love them all to bits. :)

HK in a nutshell:

COLD (8-10 degrees on average for the whole three weeks, until the last two days when it went up to 15-18 degrees)
70% off signs on the front of every store
Trains (both underground and overground) are packed 24/7
Ate probably three - four extremely full meals every day
7 pairs of shoes for $400HKD, which is like, $50 something AUD. Total bargain baby
Lots of haggling everywhere, including the hairdressers when I straightened my hair
Got jipped twice - once in a taxi, and once in an electronics store where the dude charged me $100HKD for a freebie. Yes, I define stupid there.
Lots of Gucci and LV bags on the streets
Lots of smokers
Lots of old grandmas homeless on the street
Red pockets fly around the streets on CNY
Even randoms I never knew existed gave me two, because I just happened to be at a family friend's house, and they rocked up at the same time
CNY songs pumping in every shopping centre
Used on average, 3 packets of tissues every day (toilets and restaurants don't supply tissues)
Never knew I would get sick of Asians, but after two weeks, I was craving to see some fat-potbellied-transits or any Aussie really. Sydney <3>

Mainland China in a nutshell:

AN OLD MAN COUGHED IN MY HAIR ON THE TRAIN
Everyone gets this layer of grey on their teeth when they reach the age of 30 over there.
The water's probably just dirty.
Police spit in the shrubs
A mum held her baby while it peed in the middle of a shopping centre while apologising to the cleaner who was standing there waiting for the baby to finish its business. Only in China.
Food was probably as cheap as it is in Vietnam.
Plenty more smokers
Noise pollution is tenfold the amount in HK
Went back to great grandma's village, and after an hour of asking everyone in the village, finally found our two ancient houses, that are still intact after 80 years.
Probably ate more than I had ever eaten before.
Lots of fake D&G

Some photos from Macau:
And that was my trip. Got back on Thursday morning, and had a good bowl of Pho in Bankstown before heading back home for a good nap. Been jetlagged ever since.
Last night was Paul's 18th at Rhodes. Was supposed to start at 4:30, but I think the partay started at close to 8:30. Lol, true Fort st style. Had a sausage sizzle, and then we all chipped in for pizza. I was a good girl, and only drank a few :) No stupidity for me. The toilets were closed, and unlike true hobo park-parties, I did not pee in a tree. Jess and I chose to be classy and trekked our asses to Rhodes shopping centre to pee in a decent hole. :) Waited until like, TWELVE until Emily the ugly whore showed her ass up. Lol, by then, it was actually Paul's bday, and lots of hugs and screaming. Took some photos, mostly of the four or five drunks that climbed onto the top of the roof. All photos would be up on my facebook. :)

Myer is not keeping me anymore. :( sad sad. It sucks how I was there for like, 2 months, and managed to make a mighty amount of friends, and now that my contract's over, I'm probably never going to see them again, or have that much fun at work again, not with this much people anyway. I love Ladies Shoes. I love how we're all girls, and can just talk about anything, and even the old ladies are so young at heart. I love them all. Should check if I'm rostered at all for this last week of my contract, and if I am, gotsta take plenty of photos.

And I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the way I am, and how easily I give in, and then realise that I shouldn't have done half the things I did. I'm sorry that I don't think ahead of the moment, and throw you up and down. I've dug myself, and you, into a huge black hole, and I just hope it's not too late to pull ourselves out, and manage to be okay.

Marc Nelson - Love's not Love

2008-01-14T17:24:00.000+11:00

Okay, so I should be blogging about Velliot's.

The day started off with me going to the vet with Dolly, and her scratching was explained. The poor dog has a secondary bacterial allergic reaction, and it's probably because she had fleas earlier. She got two shots at the vet to calm her skin down, and she's on a course of antibiotics. But she's still panting randomly, and scratching nonstop. Hopefully after the ten days, she'll be all good again. :)

Met up with Kelvin at around 6 in Auburn, and he went and got the alki. Lol, a 12 year old looking guy holding ID is quite funny. :P Trained it to the city, and saw Jimmi outside Central, so he came with us while we went to meet up with Davo. Found the faggot, and he wouldn't stop pulling his new shorts up. Lol. Decided to grab some Oportos before we headed off to the party, which took us a while. Finally got in at 9, and the house was PACKED. Saw all the familiar faces, and met the only random asians: Maggie, Angela and Jamie. Spent the whole night just chilling on "Asia," which was this little porch on the 3rd storey. Nothing out of the ordinary. However, Livia went quite emotional, which worried me, but she's a fine cookie now, and that's all that matters. :) The night ended in quite a strange way, and I'm not going to go into details, but yes, in Vi's words "a night to remember," or maybe not, standing from my point of view.
Scott was kind enough to drop me home, and stepped into the house at 1:20, without waking up my momma, and without the dogs barking like nuts. :)

Had work the next day, which was quite a drag, but thank god it started at 12pm. Nothing much happened, but served three gay men 5 minutes before the store closed. The men were asian, and one of them was after plain black ballet flats for work. "They can't be bling bling, because, they have to be for work, you know.. CAN YOU HELP ME PLEASE?" So I showed him a pair of Sandler ones that were $99.95. He tries like, three pairs on, and prances along the floor a few times until he's finally satisfied with the size, but then, he was dissatisfied with the price. I ended up taking all the shoes back, and he then walks past some ugly Miss Shop shoes, which were like, pointy at teh top, with a white rubber sole, and was electric shiny blue. He settled for those, and was extremely happy. I think for a gay man, his tastes were quite bad. :P

Monday was mummy's bday. I got her a pair of Easysteps shoes, because they're so comfortable for middle aged women, but she saw that they were 100, and told me to return them, because she didnt' see how it was worth that amount of money, and it didn't really suit her foot either. So I returned them today, and need to find another pair that suits her more. Anyway, the weather was horrible, so ended up moving the picnic from the park to our house. There were like 6 kids, and all wanted a piece of the dogs, so I think the dogs shivered and lived in fear for the whole day, and all I could do was stand in the dogs' vision so they felt a tad bit more secure. 6 kids + 2 dogs = NOISE. Played some monopoly, watched some Mr. Bean, and 4pm hit, so they all left. Mum, Dad and I went out to Auburn RSL for dinner, and that ended the day.

Tuesday, which is today. Met up with Bonnie on teh train, and got off at Town Hall. Jasey was waiting for us on platform 5 "near the escalators," but when me and Bon made our way up and down the platform, she was nowhere to be seen. Lol, I think we kinda peered past the last set of escalators and didnt' see her, so we left it, but she was actually there. :P Got to Bondi, returned mum's shoes, and bought a new bikini :) Ate a Hawaiin crepe, and sat tehre for quite a bit just talking about things, boys, jerks, skanks, just a bit of everything. That was probably the best part of the day.
Made our way to Bronte and saw Nat, Fiona, Linh, Jennifer, Angela and a few others laying on the beach. Stood there for a few minutes until we started taking the towels out and slapping the sunscreen on. Sat there with Bon and Jasey for a bit, until it started heating up, and Bon&I headed for the deadly waves. I didn't dare to go out too deep, and even managed to get knocked out three times, dragging Bonnie down with me the 3rd time. :P Washed off the sand that got knocked into my ass and hair in the bathroom, and stood for another half hour or so with Jasey until we decided to head home. Got home at around 5, and taught piano for an hour, and that was my day.

Boys that are decent get screwed over by skanks
Girls that are decent get screwed over by sleazes

And I can't believe you said that about me. The last person on this planet to even have the right to say that. It annoys me to the core, and I hope I never have to see or hear of you, ever.

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2008-01-11T13:55:00.000+11:00

Wednesday was beaching with the Asians. The day started off quite confusing, with quite a few of us online at 9am figuring out what to do. Ended up getting to Bondi Junction at 12 with Davo, and we shopped around for bits and pieces for Velliot's "DAFT PUNK" party. I got denim short shorts from JustJeans, but after MYER, GP and GLUE, Davo still couldn't find a suitable fluoro tee. Made our way to the bus stops and bumped into XuXu and we bussed it to Bondi, being the only three there at 1pm, when everyone was supposed to be there at like 12? Lol, waited around and Paul&co arrived, with Ben&co arriving an hour later with food. While waiting for everyoen to get there, me and Davo went for our little dip. Twas so relaxing, just floating around like last time, but this time, I kept getting water up my nose while I was floating, with waves coming in. Gr. Got out of the water, and went OPPORTOS! :) By the time we got back to the beach, it was like 4. Rested for a bit, and hit the waves again. This time with the rest of the group. We stayed in the water for quite a long time, until we started getting cold and wrinkly, and the boys kept looking for good positions to get smashed in the face by waves.

"INTHEFACE INTHEFACE! TAKE IT LIKE A MAN! *SMASH*"

Got out of the water at around 7, and both me and Livia got changed on the beach with one person holding a towel around our bodies. Lol. Looked kinda sus when we pull off our bottoms and were holding onto our undies. :P Ended up getting a smoothie from some shop which took like 10 billion years coz the worker there was a noob, and got home at like 8:40. Twas a good day.

Thursday;
Went to Cabarita park with mum and a few others. Mainly sat on the grass and ate my as off listening to the mothers talk about their ways of teaching kids. Very fun indeed.
Played with little Nicole for a bit, who made me walk with her all around the park. For a 3year old, her English is quite good. We saw the word "FOREVER" engraved into those roots that stick out of the ground, but the part above the word was scraped off. I'm guessing a couple engraved their initials or whatnot, but broke up, so scraped the whole thing off. Made me remember you, and how you always said the word forever, and how it pissed the crap out of me, but whatever, the word is overrated, full stop. GOt home at like 4, and dramaed the rest of teh day.

Went to teh vet this mornign wtih Dolly. Her fleas are seriously all gone, but she's always scratching and panting, so went to check it out. Apparently, she has some secondary bacterial allergic reaction inside her skin, coz she's got random red spots. The vet gave her a shot of something, and she's gotta take antibiotics for the next 10 days. She's still panting like nuts, but hoepfully she'll get better soon, coz its driving me nuts and kept me up all night.
Tonight is Velliot's, and I'm working out how to get there like, now? Haha. Should be a great night, but getting home is goign to be so bitchy. Gr. Work tomorrow and I think that's all there is to blog about.

And you. You still get to me, the way I meant absolutely nothing to you. Was just the sidedish, or maybe you didn't have a lot of choices back then and you knew I was the only one who is stupid enough to fall for you time after time. I hate how I feel as though I'm over it, and just little things can bring me all the way back. I want to say I'm done, and I know there's pretty much nothing between us anymore, not even friends, so it should be easier. But it's just so hard, and I hate that so dam much.

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2008-01-08T21:50:00.000+11:00

Sunday;
Had church, and had some NYE chats with Mimi and Lisa. Just so happens Mimi's birthday was on NYE. All the more reason to get smashed, but being teh good girl she is, I don't think she got anywhere near. Lol. Had lunch with mum, and headed out to MYER for work. It's been so long since I worked, and my legs weren't holding up after a couple of hours. My 45 minute lunch break consisted of me circling the food court twice, not being able to decide on what to get. "Something small, tasty and non-greasy" isn't so easy, especially when you're so sick of sushi. Settled on an Italiano Pizza pretzel from Pretzelworld, and Jimmy then called and told me he was in the foodcourt. Spotted the loser through his new black and white headband. Haha, nah, it's much more toned down compared to your pink Supre one. Lol. Talked for a bit, and kinda caught up, before I had to head back upstairs and get to work.

Monday;
Went out to the city wiht mum in the morning for some Yumcha with her fellow women from CHurch, and went to visit an old lady who lives in the apartments above MarketCity. Dam, I would love to live in those apartments. Its like a hotel, and the view is spectacular. Well, not really, you look down and see asians all over the street, but it just felt pretty cool. The old lady surely didn't act her age. She had a table full of sunnies (Gucci, Guess, Bvlgari, and others) and had white nails, blush, foundation, liquid eyeliner and I caught a glimpse of a gold tooth when she was talking. Like, Dayam woman, she was more made up than me. Anyway, had yumcha at Marigold, and afterwards went to Market St with my mum to collect our travel vouchers and stuff for our trip overseas! :) Walked a little further up and went into Myer to do the notifications of my unavailability during my time overseas. :) The beginning was smooth, until I had to find my manager to sign the dam form. Tanya was goneskies, and wouldn't be back until Wednesday, but yesterday was basically my last day that I could do it, or else it wouldn't be "three weeks before the dates unavailable." Started looking for Steven, who is a store manager I think, and he's always walking the Ground and Mezz. Called his phone like fifity billion times, until I decided to go up to Level 2 where the big bosses' offices are, and found out he was at a meeting til 5:30. ZOMG. It was like 3:30, and I had to kill two hours by myself. My mum ended up going home coz she was tired, so I did some shopping around MYER. Scored myself a new fluoro pink tank from MissShop for $7.50, and an Elle Mcpherson bra for $25! Woot, go MYER. The only thing left from my outfit for Velliot's is a pair of light denim short shorts. :P Anyway, finally got to Steven at 5:30, and he kindly said he'd take it back up to Personell for me :)

Tuesday;
The day kicked off at 8:30, and I swear I haven't woken up that early in a century. Walked my ass out to Berala station to catch the 9:25 train to Strathfield, and as I was coming close, the train came, and I ran my ass up the stairs. The doors began to close when I was halfway up the stairs, but the Cityrail dude kindly opened teh doors again and let me on. But the problem was, I had no ticket. So I had to get off at Lidcombe and subtly walk through the gates and buy a ticket there. Waited another 10 minutes for the next train, and got to Strathfield with 10 minutes for me to walk out to church. Got to church 5 minutes late, but Auntie Winnie didn't notice. Began our little talk about me being a sunday school helper next year, technically, this year, which was kinda nerve racking, because I don't remember her being so serious to me before. "No thongs to church. No short shorts. No holter tops.... Gotta set a good example for the kids, and I don't think the parents would want to see the leaders dressed like that.. Gives a bad impression." She was like, mroe strict than my mum. The serious talk was over in half an hour, and as I was leaving, she was the same as she always was. She finally started smiling. Lol. Made my way back home, and started teaching piano. 12pm hit, and the dogs came back. Elvis and Dolly have like shrunk or something; they look like sticks. But I'm happy that they're back, but just foudn a few fleas again. Gr, not sure if they got it from our backyard or whatever, but its annoying me. :P

So tomorrow is Bondi day for the Tree asians again. Seems like weather's not going to be smashing for the beach, but whatever, going to the beach is always fun. Gotta get myself a new pair of shorts and getting paid 2moro! Woot. Just hope I don't get taxed like a bitch.

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2008-01-05T21:44:00.000+11:00

Yesterday was Ben's bbq at his house. The morning started off not too great, with my momma going to yumcha and promising to come back in time to drive me out to the station so I don't have to take a half hour walk just to catch the train. But she calls and tells me she lost track of time, so I got pretty pissed off. Sorry emface, you had to wait for a while at Lidcombe for me.

Anyway, got to Ashfield and waited at the carpark for Ben to come and fetch us. Lol, again, we looked like hobos, sitting on the curb like bums. Got to his house, and got to spend some quality time with Davo and Kelvin. The whole atmosphere was great; reminded me of schoolies.

Played some pool, some super smash brothers, some ping pong and did some bebo and facebooking towards teh end of the day. Lol at Davo and Kelvin; full bebo-hopping and dissing trashy teenyboppers that they knew of.

Afterwards, Linda, Davo and I left, whilst others went off to watch I AM LEGEND. Paul dropped the two Marrickvillers off first, and kindly dropped me off at Campsie. On the way though, we travelled at 30km/h for about two blocks, just to wait for some car that was heaps low, and had the number plate "LO4SHO." We finally got them to get in front of us, and the whole wait was just for Paul to laugh at the lebs driving in them. Thumbs up. Got to Campsie, and got back to Berala at like 7:30? Had my dinner and set up my ADSL. TWELVE GIGS BABY! :) Woot. ADSL isn't too slow at the moment, but my one tree hill episodes are downloading at like 6kb/s? But it jumps to 50? Dammit. Other programs are downloading at like 200? Grface. OTH is gonna take a while.

Went out today with Michael Pham, and I don't think I've heard teh term "real man" as many times as I heard them said today. Met up with him on the train at 10:40, and got off at Strathfield. Chilled out at Cadors for like 3 hours or something, with our drinks, and somehow managed to talk for the whole time we were there. Finally decided to head out to Burwood to watch PS I Love You when the rain stopped, because the real man said "the rain would kill my hair." Finally got to Burwood, and checked movie times. Movie started at 4, and we were there at 3. So we spent another hour or so at the foodcourt eating, and again, more talking. Met his Bankstown year1 buddy Linh? who works at ProActiv. Should be seeing her again, since I need to join up for that stuff. My skin is going horrible.

Anyway, the movie started, and the "man" was already complaining about the trailors not being "manly" enough for him. Lol. The movie started, and unlike Bonnie, my eyes got watery, but I did not bawl my eyes out. I imagined I would, since me and Bonnie are like, identical, but it was probably too sweet for me to cry.

Got home at like 7, but momma was pissed, because I said I'd be home at 6 and she was waiting for me to eat. :P Whoopsies. Let her rage off at me for a bit, but she went fine again after we got out of the car and stepped into the house. Probably the shortest rage in history.

Talked about all sorts of topics today, as we continuously slipped some stories out of our sleeves, but I must say, it kinda made me think about what I really want, and if you're what I really want. We're still young, I'm still young, and holding onto something for too long probably isn't doing anyone any good, especially me. Uni's gonna start in another two months, and our huge holiday has already half died out. Amazing how it's been so long, and I still feel as though I haven't used it wisely, even though at the same time I feel as though I'm never home, and always out and about. Emily's jetting off overseas in a week or so, and I'd be off at teh end of teh month. It's probably time to seriously get out of my little shell, and look the hell around.

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2008-01-02T16:34:00.000+11:00

It was NYE just two days ago, and I had a smashing good time. But I must say, the beginning of the night wasn't that great at all. Moving around the city in a big group is probably too much to handle on a night like the 31st, because two people would be moving, while the rest would stay put in some random spot on the street too busy arguing, talking and enjoying each other's company. Lol. We ended up at The Rocks, until Linda saw her parents, and we all moved in case they see anything naughty happening between her and Paul, and just so they couldn't see the Biccardi 151 all the boys were drinking. We ended up at a point, but either fat farts or stinky curries wuold be moving in and out of the packed crowd, and poor Linda got alcohol spilt down her dress because some faggots were rushing off to a punch up right in front of us.

9pm hit, and we hoped for families to rush off home to bed, leaving us with a spot to sit, but there were fat aussies sitting around, chucking us dirties because "we couldn't be bothered getting here early, and expect somewhere to stand." Ended up getting really close up to the bridge, but realised that our group was standing in a line, and that would be the case for 3 horus. Decided to go back to where we originally were, hoping Linda's parents wouldn't see our return. I'm pretty sure they didn't, and I sat there with Emily, Davo and all just talking. Bonnie called soon, and went to go and pick her and Gabriel up, and when we got back to our spot, we waited for Emily and Lan to return with Jimmy and our alcohol. They came back, but poor Jimmy got the smirnoff all over him and his bag, because people were pushign and shoving their asses around. So sorry dude (next party, your alcohol is my shout :)). We drank our ruskis, and I surely felt so much better. Lan, Emily, Bonnie and I started dancing to the random music pumped up at the club we were outside of, and some random dude tapped me on the shoulder. Em says he was a curry, so, EW. And Emily had a stalkerish curry next to her waiting for her to turn around, but she had absolutely no clue he was standing there. LOL at him. And Lan had this random German (hot) dude into her all night long. Dammit, if only he was single, she could've gotten a pash&dash. Lol. 11:49 hit, and we all ran off to a better place to get a view (which was on teh road). Lan landed her foot in some glass, and bled pools of blood. I was like, OHMYGA! but the girl defined woMAN, and just splashed some water over it and chucked a bandaid over it. Luckily there was an ambulance parked on the road, and so she got it looked at, but she missed the fireworks, which were totally smashing. Ran around trying to catch the best position, and it sucks that you were so close and I had no idea.

(PHOTOS COURTESY OF BONNIE CHEN. :P)

The 12am fireworks ended, and we headed back to George St maccas. Bonnie was in her 12cm high heels, so we took the longest, and got back there at like almost 2am. Went up to K, which was probably the funnest part of the whole night. Rapping it out with Scott and Hyok, and having everyone so into it this time, really made the night smokin hot yo! K ended, and we walked around the city like nomads, because again, having a big group makes it hard to agree on one decision. Ended up outside WorldSquare on the corner of Goulbourn and Pitt St, and Panjo made his way up there. Sat there adn talked to him and Jimmy for a while until the whole mob of us decided to head off somewhere else to bum at. Ended up at Supre; how very classy. By then, Jimmy, Emily and I finally made our way to teh hotel that Truong (emily's family friend) had promised to let us crash at. "Checked in" at 5am, and "checked out" at 8:30, where I probably slept for an hour and a half in total. Half an hour was spent on the floor, and the other hour spent in a chair, with my head buried in my arms folded on the coffee table next to my chair. I guess we purely defined the term "crashers" for those three hours. Surprisingly, the whoel room was filled with ex-seftoners from class05, and we all talked about teh old days, with Emily in the band, and stealing 1st place in the TalentQuest, which was supposedly belonging to the CurryMunchers. Lolololol. The world really is very small.

By the time I had left, my teeth had not been brushed, and face was unwashed, so I resorted to buying a tube of toothpaste from 7/11, and went into the restrooms of Maccas in Wynyard to do my morning business. Thank God there was noone there, and I got everything done quickly. Got changed into my workclothes, and headed out of teh restroom while someone headed in. Good timing or what? Got myself some breakfast, and made my way to MYER, where I slept from 9:30 to 12 in the Staff Lounge on level 6. Woke up in time to clock on, and start work at 12.

Time went by probably the slowest yesterday, because the place was basically DEAD. Around 4, the girls started organising a beach outing for today, but everyone was like, burnt and peeling, so the idea got scrapped, and they decided on dinner for tonight. Tai couldn't do it tonight, and I think others also had plans, so the whole idea got scrapped at 5pm, where everyone got off work and headed home. :) Home never felt so good, and i collapsed onto my bed and slept til 9pm. I woke up to a room pitch black, looked at the clock, and thought to myself "wow, this is gonan be one gloomy day." Probably took me a couple of minutes to realise it was night time, since I heard my mum watching a drama that came on at night. Got up, ate dinner, showered, and msn'ed the rest of the first day of 2008.

Amy Pearson; Love Like This

2007-12-31T13:36:00.000+11:00

Friday;

Went Yumcha with mum and family friends. Was supposed to go shopping with Emily, but she felt a lil sick, and so mum decided to take me to DFO to get new work shoes and possibly some bargains. I got two new pairs of flats for $50, and bought a Roxy dress for $15, and a Roxy singlet for $5. Bargain or what? After that, rushed off to work, where I did my best not to get busted, and no, I didn't get busted! :)

Saturday;

Bludged at home, and headed off to work. 10 minutes before work started, I decided to go into Kookai to see if I could spot any nice dresses. I sure did. Got a new peach dress for $70!! Woot. It's a little short, but I guess it doesnt' hurt to be a lil skanky once in a while :P I'm gonna be wearing that dress for NYE! (which is today) Work was boring, and didn't get busted, and customers are starting to be nice again, as opposed to those stingy asian bitches that packed the floor on Boxing Day.

Sunday;

Kicked the day off with Church, and waited around for like an hour, until Amanda drove me to Strathfield station. Yes, I could've walked my ass there in fifteen minutes, but zomg, I am so not burning myself before I actually hit teh beach. Got to TownHall at like 11:30ish? and saw my beloved Davo. Got to Bondi, and dearest Emily was there looking as white as snow. Haha, how poetic. Lined up for the bus, and arrived at the beach, where there was a sea of habibis. We decided to rent out a locker to chuck our valuables, since this time, there was noone to take care of our belongings. After locking everything away, we realised we had no money on us to rent those beach umbrellas, and we didnt have any phones to check the time. So the very smart plan of ours wasn't as practical as it seemed. We went out for a swim, but Emily dogged it halfway, because her skin was stinging, so me and Davo just floated around in the water for like, an hour or something talking. Twas a very good atmosphere :) Had opportos afterwards, which felt so dam rewarding, and Emily then led us to the markets nearby. Tried on multiple pairs of sunnies, but none of them suit my face shape :(:(. I ended up buying a nice beach dress though, for $20, so the walk under the scorching sun somehow paid off. :)

Went back for another dip afterwards, and Emily was in the shallows again, while me and Davo swam out to the big monstrous waves. Haha. More habibis had arrived by this time, and there were the odd asians taking a dip in the shallows with goggles and swimcaps. LOLZORS. But yeah, afterwards, it was time to get back ot the lockers, but they were jammed, and some woman had to come and reprogram the whole thing. I ended up going up there myself, and emptied our locker out, but when I got back out onto the beach, the two faggots were gone. So I was looking out onto the beach like a mindless idiot, and almost stacked it down some steps. Finally met them back at the toilets, and we made our ways home. But of course, we had to finish the day with some luvo shots on the bus with our sexed up skin and hair. :D

So it's New Years Eve today. The last day of 2007. It's been a crazy year, with so much happening, and probably not enough time to just stay there and truly cherish it. I've learnt a lot this year, not because of HSC, not because of teachers, but because of my friends. We've gone through the craziest stresses, laughs, cries, dramas and ended up where we all are today; in one piece, and loving life the way it is. The HSC was indeed a big part of my life, and I gave it my best shot, but I'm happy to say that it didn't eat me up, and in a strange way, I matured as a result of it! All the random parties after the end of each assessment period always brought screams and smiles to my face; but just hanging out with the people I love made it all the more better.

2007 has brought so many of us closer to each other, but sadly, some have almost completely disappeared from my life, and I can no longer tell them almost everything that's going on in my life anymore. But I guess that's the course of life, and all I hope is that Uni won't separate me from my bitches the way changing schools did to my honeybuns from Sefton.

One that has stayed with me for like ever, is my dear Bonnie. We are so similar, but also quite different, that it scares me. We've gone through so mcuh, since year10, and it's great how we've stayed so uber close despite not seeing each other every day. You've certainly gone through much more than I have, but you were there during my ups and downs, and hopefully you'll still be there in the future, when I hyperventilate over cute boys that I never have the guts to talk to, when I bitch about the people who give me the shits, when I have my random enlightenments on the possibilities of the future, and when I go all gooed up over old memories that I should really just throw away, but you're still there, listening, then telling me "aww hun, you're so much better than that." I love you to friggn BITS, and if a car ever came flying at both of us, I would definitely run off first. HEHE, Just kidding. I would so take the car for you. No actually, I won't. :P

Another would be my dear Davo. We're so similar, despite our differences in the gender department. I can't imagine how life would've been if I didn't change schools and didn't meet you. You are definitely one of my closest friends, and hanging out with you is never boring, because we're so hot. Lol, and no, you'll never hear me calling you hot ever again. Thanks for keeping me sane during the year, listening to my rants, being the gay perfectionist with me, and making Maths and Physics the best lessons. Whoever said guys and girls can never be best friends would need to get shot, because we definitely are! :)

And as if I can miss the gay Emily. Lol. Not sure if we're similar, because you're so black, and I'm so white. But at the same time, I'm the black one, and you're the white one. Lol, how funny does that sound. Like Davo, I don't think we'd be such good friends if we didnt' change schools from Sefton to Fort, and you're one of the reasons I'm happy I made the transition. Thanks for being the party buddy, the Maths buddy, my hotel, and laughing at my faggot moments, so I feel less of a faggot. Wait, I dont know how that works, but it just does. Lol. Even though you're an emo bitch, who belongs in Dangerfield, I still love you, and laughing til our stomachs hurt, to bits.

Okay, that was a long dedication thing, but it still doesn't seem enough. Lol.

Lastly, I've spent most of 2007 attached to you, and it's unfortunate that we're the way we are, and I just can't continue being there for you. You've brought smiles, tears and quite some drama into my life, and I don't think I'd be the person I am today if it weren't for you. I know you never read my blog, but I think its only decent of me if I do give you a lil shoutout, because you've been one of the main people in my life this year and I thank you for being there, and being part of the best year of my life.

In regards to you, I've probably dragged this on a little too long now, but I still can't seem to find the part of me that wants to let it go. Yes, it surely sucks to be me, while you're having the fun, whether it be intentional or impulsive. I don't have a new years resolution, and I don't feel like including you anywhere in it. You've probably brought the biggest smiles to my face, but brought me to the lowest lows I've felt in a while. I guess I just hope that you're not the person you seem to be, and that the smallest bit of trust that I still have for you isn't going to waste.

So that ends my little recap of the year. Tonight should be smashing; seeing all the familiar faces for the last time this year, and counting down the seconds to the start of 2008 with the people I love. 6pm is just a few hours away, until the party begins. :)

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2007-12-27T23:04:00.000+11:00

Been a while since I blogged.

So Christmas Eve was spent bludging at home, and went out for dinner with parents in Eastwood. Twas a good dinner, but nothing out of the ordinary. Scary, my parents have been married for 21 years and they do not look anywhere near sparkly. Wonder if marriages all end up like that.

But anyway, went to church on Christmas morning, and had lots of fun with Amy, Amanda and a few other girls. Haven't laughed so hard in a while. I need to watch a romantic comedy pronto, to make my life complete. :P Had lunch in Bankstown with mum, then off to Civic's for the Christmas dinner. Had an international dinner, with viet salad, caesar salad, turkey, curry, rice, bread and butter, and hm, lots of chocolate for desert. Lol. Had the dinner, and headed off into the computer room for some karaoke. When I say karaoke I mean, playing a song on the computer, googling the lyrics, and singing along while reading the lyrics. Was pretty fun jamming to classics, Stacey's mom and other random songs. Had a few drinks, and I sat back and watched everyone taking Tequilla shots with lemon and salt. I would've tried, but mum was there, and I had work the next mornign at 6am, so I guess it's best I stayed away.

So Boxing Day hit, and I started my day at 4:30am (with 3 hours sleep from the night before, because I can't sleep until it's at least 1) and my train had like 3 passengers on it. Got to Myer, and there were people lining up already, and WENNY was part of the line. Lol, you crazy woman. Opened the registers for the first time, and counting the $50 notes felt so awesome. Too bad I had to tuck it back in. :( The Myer song played, and soon after, the Mezz was filled with asians looking for bargains. It's amazing how many asians there were yesterday; usually, its business people who come in, who are white. So anyway, time flew past, and it wasn't too bad until it hit 10am. ZOMG, that's when I started going nutfaced. Like, gosh bitches, look at the signs, and have some common sense. If there are ten shoes out there of teh same style same colour, ALL THE SIZES ARE OUT THERE. I repeated myself like fifty billion times in 2 minutes, telling customers that ALL THE SIZES ARE OUT THERE. So yeah, I was one puffed out bitch yesterday, and finished work at 12am with a free cab home (paid for by MYER). Saw a few people while I was on shift; Lucy, Davo, Bonnie, Gabriel, Kelvin, XuHeng, Paul, Linda, Karen Nguyen and probalby some others. Had lunch with Davo, Kelvin and XuHeng, and once again, they had to put up with my bitching. I don't think I've said "fuck" so many times in a day. Boxing Day sure became my first crazy swear day. So yes, worked 18 hours at $28 an hour! :) Woot.

Today kicked off at 11:30, when mum woke me up and told me to teach piano. Gr. Little Michael is the cutest thing on the piano and he's so much mroe fun to teach than his sister. She bloody doesnt' listen, and keeps playing while I'm telling her what's wrong. Like, zomg girl, can you WAIT? B'yeah, went Pho Pasteur to eat Pho for lunch, and finished at like 2:30. Headed home, and quickly taught Sharon piano, and tried heading out for the station, but realised I would've missed the train anyway. So bummed a bit at home, and caught the next train. Met up wtih Emily and her friend Long for like 10 minutes, and zoomed off to work. My manager seriously gives me the shits. She's so dam fake to me "Oh hun, thanks for blah blah blah :)))" and then Tai tells me "Tanya's not happy about you man." Like eurgh. I bludge when there's no-one around, and she catches me, and "is not happy about me." If you're not happy, tell me off or something, and don't call me HUN. If only Jimmy was our big boss. :( I love Jimmy.

So I had a short shift today, from 5 - 9, and I spent half of it serving, and the second half of it stacking up the new Shelley London shoes, which are a total rip btw. $69 for a bit of fabric, but I must admit, they are very cute. Took a few calls, and met Tara's husband, who reminds me of the dude from Save the Last Dance. Panjo showed up at 9, and that's when I realised it was time for me to get off work. Went shopping with Carmen up on Level 4 for a bit, but didn't find anything really worth giving a look at. Left Myer at 9:30, and trained it with Panjo, who had a bag full of foody surprises. Pigged out on pringles, feroro Rocher and a V :)

Tomorrow. Hm, will be having Yumcha with mum, and a few family friends, and ALSO Emily. Hehe, and then shopping for somethign nice for NYE, and THEN work. So it shoudl be another funfilled day, full of laughs.

And I just hate how some people are just so fake. Full acting like you're friends, when they just can't wait until you're out of their life, and they're not obliged to see them ever again. Well I jsut hope it smacks you back in your face, not because I care about you, but because you're so shit of a person and don't have some decency to be who you really are to everyone.

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2007-12-22T22:33:00.001+11:00

So today's Saturday, and I haven't blogged since Wednesday, so here's a little update.

Thursday;
UAI's came out. I am extremely happy with mine, and wouldn't ask for any more. :)
Went to school at around 10:30 for the breakfast and gave my dear teachers their presents. Didn't give much, only Feroro Rocher's, but what else would you give a teacher? Stayed around, and heard Reiner got DUX. Scary stuff. 21 Premiers from Fort this year. Crazy or what?
After that, headed home, bludged around for a bit, until I got ready for a nice dinner with the tree asians. Met up with everyone on George St Cinemas at 6, and headed off to the Seoul-Ria fusion restaurant. Twas good just hanging out, but the night ended early at 8:30, and went home. Bumped into Grace and Jackson on the way to TownHall, but that was it.

Friday;
WORK from 12pm - 9pm. No real highlights. Got sent down to the registers in Mens watches, and zomg, I hate that place. The lines are never-ending, and every transaction doesn't ONLY deal with money. Certain necklaces get certain complimentary bags, watches have to get a warranty stamp, some have this discount, blah blah blah. I was the biggest noob. Besides that, it was a normal shoe day on the Mezz. Oh, met some dude from Logistics, who was unfortunately non-asian, but quite friendly and kept teasing me about my name. Lol. Emily came and visited me at around 7-8ish? And Daniel soon came as well. A customer complained about me to Tai because she thought I wasn't lookign hard enough for her shoe sizes and was too busy talking to my friends. Pffts woman, your shoe size seriously doesn't exist in that style okay? Just accept the dam reality. Anyway, left MYER at 9, and headed off to Nugen and Natty's bday bash at Karaoke. I joined room 11, where me and Les went nutfaced, just like we did at Lachlan's, but this time, no alcohol. Lol. Danced to 1,2 step, and I was Leslie's pole while singing to Britney - Gimme More. :) The night ended at 10:30, and I was so glad I went, because I didn't have so much fun in so long.

Saturday;
Work again. I spent 2/3 of my day at Jewellery and Men's watches. This time, I was serving on the floor. I thought running away from the registers would be so much better, but serving is 10x crappier. Customers actually expect you to give them features and benefits of the products, but pffts, as if I KNOW anything about men's watches. Ask me about your shoe size and I can give you an essay. Farr, and what made things worse was the keys I was given were uber non-smooth in opening up the locks, and the customers would wait and watch me struggle to open the lock, and end up looking for someone else to come and help me out. I'd look up to Ladies Shoes and just pray to God someone could come and fetch me. Tanya ended up telling me to stay til 7:30, and so I spent my last hour and a half upstairs with Mira, bitching about clingy boys. And one minute before I'm about to leave, three customers come up to me and tell me to fetch shoes. Like, wth dude. And just as I was about to leave, I bumped into that Logistics guy again and found out his name was Trueston. No idea how to spell his name, but that's how you pronounce it. It's quite a nice name, not your average Joe.
Kelvin called me earlier to see if I wanted to have dinner tonight at Strathfield, but they ended up going Bankstown, and so decided not to go, because a) cbf, b) I'm the only girl there. Pffts, I am not listening to two hours of WOW talk. :)

So tomorrow's Sunday. Another 12-9 shift, and chruch in the morning. Should be a normal day or me, and then Monday and Tuesday off. Tuesday's still unplanned, and I just wish someone would jump out and pull me out of my loneliness. Lol, I sound like a desperate whore. But yes, Christmas and NYE still meets me with lonely arms. And what makes things worse, is that I miss you to bits. After all that has happened, I find myself wiping it all away, and still believing that you're not that big of a dickhead. There woudl still be some decency in you, and seeing you again told me how much I missed seeing your stupid gay smile. Argh. This sucks balls.

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2007-12-19T15:23:00.000+11:00

So yesterday was Lachlan's 18th. Made my way to Emily's house at around 7ish, and got to Lachlan's at around 8? Leslie and I didn't have much food, and the alcohol started rolling in soon after we got there. Finished two ruskis and I think half a smirnoff? and we then started going for the gooooon. I think me and Leslie were the only two drunks at the party.

I started toppling over everything, and at one stage stacked it backwards onto Leslie in the middle of the floor, cracking our asses off, and everyone stared with open eyes. Leslie couldn't stop vommitting, and I think I told multiple people about my lovelife. Dam, my mouth does not shut when im drunk, so I should really apologise to all those who had to put up with my constant babbles, namely Paul, Davo, Emily, Ty and omg, of course Lachlan's dear parents. They were quite worried about me, but everytime I apologised they would tell me it's okay, and that I'm here to have fun. Aw, I love aussie parents. Dammit, my mum would've chopped my head off if I was like that around her.

Anyway, Emily's dad came at like 11:30, and we ate some toast and chippies when we got back to her house. The four of us: Les, Em, Tim and me just stayed up talking til late late, and me and Tim talked til like 3:30 until I decided we should catch some sleep. But the dam boy, rolls around in his sleep and snores a hell of a lot. So in the end, I was squished up against Emily's two guitars, and no, I did not get any sleep. Leslie woke up at around 5, and started panicking over HSC results. The hosue roared at 5:40 when the results miraculously got released earlier, and to our reliefs, we all did fine! :) I'm happy to say I didn't let my parents down, and showed those faggot bitches with kids in Ruse that I can do just as well without being a no-life nerd.

The three of us were crazy alive at 6am, and decided to watch "Win a date with Tad Hamilton," but I fell asleep 30 minutes into the movie, and did not wake up for the nice breakfast Emily's dad cooked for us. Slept until probably 8, until mum called up and asked for my results, and went back to sleep on the couch til probably 10ish. Got home at 10:30, showered and all, and talked on the phone with Bonnie until 12. Slept from then on, until 2:30, until mum came home with food. Woot. So I've been spending the last hour or so bludging around, not doing much in particular, probably because my arms and legs are all sore. I don't know why, but my whole body just seems so retarded.

Tomorrow is UAI day, and then school, and apparently a nice group dinner with the Tree Asians. Shall update then.

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2007-12-17T22:35:00.001+11:00

Work has consumed my life the past few days. Worked non-stop every single day since last Wednesday? Been crazy.

It's been nice though, having people drop by just to say hi. Jimmy came by both yesterday and today, and I had lunch with my beautiful Davo, Emily, XuHeng and yes, Jimmy too, yesterday. Spent my 45 minutes bitching about customers and all the crap my five senses put up with day in, day out. Other than that, Scott dropped by today to get Emily's number. Lol. Was supposed to have dinner with him today since I finished at 6, but Jimmy (the manager) gave me his stupid big smile at 11am, and begged for me to stay til 8. I said yes, simply because I needed to cancel my shift for tomorrow night, and so doing 11 hours today would score me a good night out tomorrow.

Anyway, that was a muddled random burst of what's been happening. Besides that, same old work, and luckily have had same breaks as either Carolyn or Carmen. Working long hours, and having same breaks together have been great, and getting to know and meet more people makes everything so much better. But zomg, the world is so dam small. Carmen happens to be Justin Lee's older sister, and when Jimmy popped by to say hi, I find out Jimmy and Justin used to be best friends, and Carmen also knows Jimmy. Crazayyyyyyyyyyy!

So tomorrow night is Lachlan's party. Not sure if it's his birthday, but I guess everyone just wants to get smashed before HSC results come out. As usual, I'm planning everything now. How to get there, how to get home, but the main problem is: WHERE THE HELL IS HIS HOUSE? Oh welps, as long as it's on, and I can go, whatever. Lol.

And also, found out today that Persis fell over down teh stairs and is in hospital right now, and won't be able to walk for two months. Poor girl. I should pay her a visit, since I live like two mintues away from the hospital anyway. I'll probably see how I go tomorrow afternoon, and if my legs are well enough, might pop in to see how the boobwoman is going.

And you. Are you like, ever real? Or do you just miraculously, accidentally, unintentionally be a total dickface? Like Ben said, you treat me like a dam yoyo. Take me in when you want, and push me back out whenever the hell you don't need it? I'm so through with all that crap, and no, I don't give a rat's ass if you don't act up to what you say.

2007-12-14T22:52:00.001+11:00

You should throw your bits and pieces of shit at some other whore, because I am done with all your bulshit, and you in general. Dickface.

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2007-12-12T23:12:00.000+11:00

Yesterday, went porchos with Kevin and met up with Emily at Burwood and got our hair cut. I'm finally happy wiht my cut, and my fringe is the way I want it. THe only problem is that my skin is horrible with a fringe, and my forehead gets all pimply. But I'm gonna have to keep my fringe down for a while first, so that my hair actually settles down, before I start pinning it up once in a while again. I can feel the side of my face already pimpling up. Eurgh. Can't wait til I'm 18; doctor said my pimples should have cleared by then. Fingers crossed they do, I can't bloody take it anymore.

So work work work and work. Yes, that's my life at the moment. I'm really liking Myer now. Everything's becoming all homey, and I don't feel like such a noob anymore. :) The registers are my best friends. Lol, they're so fun.

But as usual, there is always that ONE customer that kills the day. For today, it was some Shang lady. Eurgh. So Myer's doing this buy 2, get the cheaper one half price thing, so this lady strolls in, and tells me to get her this pair of heels that were $60. She finds a pair of Grosby slippers for $16, and asks if she can get the heels half price, and obviously, that is a big nono. She then finds another pair of heels for $90, and ends up sitting there deciding which ones to get. She suggests all these outrageous deals with me, pure Chinese style, and I just wanna say, this aint the bloody market! Like seriously, if you're gonna buy shoes from MYER, quit the cheapness and be a man. So she finally decides to get the two pairs of heels, so I put the Grosby slippers away back into the storeroom. I take her to the registers, and inspect the shoes in front of her eyes one last time. It's at THIS POINT, she realises the $90 heels were a display shoe and looks kinda worn. She then DEMANDS that I give her a discount, but pffts, as if woman. I've never given a discount to a display shoe before, and I cannot give you one now, for the main reason that you piss the hell out of me. If only I could have said that last bit. So she begs taht I call my manager and ask. So I call Jimmy, and I explain the situation, and tell him her suggestion of me taking the 50% off the more expensive shoe. Obviously, a big nono, and Jimmy told me to just give her a 5% discount, simply because he felt sorry for me. Gotta love Jimmy. So I tell her the deal, and she acts disgusted at teh offer, and tells me she wants to get the Grosby slippers now. So after ALL THAT, I had to go into the storeroom again, and get the Grosby slippers. And this bloody happened right before I got off work. ARGH. Chinese ladies should never shop in Myer. They belong to the market!

So yes, that's my rant for today. Tomorrow is another long day. Mum's having a lunch at my place with her fellow bitches from church, and I have to help her in the morning, chopping up crap. When her whole thing starts, I should be heading out to Bondi or whatever, to see the Blaxcell St kids. Time for the yearly reunion again, but this time, it seems kinda... unspirited. Lol, it's late, and my speech is not very smooth. Anyway, we'll see how that goes, and then I got work from 5:30 to 9:30.
Yipee

wall to wall

2007-12-10T23:03:00.000+11:00

Time for the blog again.

Saturday started off with chinese school in the morning, where I fixed up my Chinese essay on "Health and riches." Lol, what a gay topic, but good enough for few hundred words of bulcrap. Brought all my chemistry and Maths notes to school, waiting for Kevin to come and pick them up. The gaybo said he'd come by at 9ish, but called him at like 10:30 to find he was in bed. Left the stuff there, and headed off to Auburn station. Finally got to teh station, and Kevin tells me he's in Auburn, so I direct him with my ever so wise navigating skills, and he found my school in no time. So thank god that went well. Had work from 11:45 til 7, which was as draggy as ever, but I quite like work. Sure, you get the gay customers that order you around like a dog and don't end up buying anything, but then, there's the other ones who are just so nice and appreciative of your service, you actually feel satisfied at the end of the day.

So Emily came at around 5 minutes to 7, and I decided to pack up and leave as well. Left Myer, and showed her the cute ass boy that works in Mens Suits. Well, his face is rather normal and average, but his style is ever so attractive. Lol, yes, I spend all my time perving on boys when I work. Actually, I've only seen him around twice or three times, but that's better than nothing, given I work with all ladies.

Went off the Circular Quay and ate at Rossini's Cafe, which is total crap btw (never go there, ever), and waited for Ben Truong to arrive in front of Maccas. Ended up walking along the harbour until we started heading back at 10:30. Twas a nice walk/chat/night. Took like 40 minutes to get back to his car, and this whole mob of white people wiht dirty people swarmed out of some random park, so that was quite entertaining, listening to some of the drunk conversations. Got to Ben's car in MARTIN PLACE at like 11:20 or something, and got home at 12:30. Thanks a bunch Ben, even though you won't ever see this special mention. Lol.

Sunday. Hm, church and work. Normal stuff, nothign worth mentioning really. Except I accidentally called one of the girls I work with a bitch, and she snapped at me. Lol

Lady A: Can you get me taht shoe please?
Lady B: Nope, I don't really
want to
Lady A: OH you're SO MEAN!! :(
Lady B: Oh i know, I'm so evil! :)
Me: Yeah, everyone gets bitchy at
this hour
Lady B: EXCUSE ME! I AM NOT A BITCH! BEING NASTY AND BEING A BITCH IS QUITE
DIFFERENT
Me: =\ Oh I didnt call you a bitch, I swear it :)
Lady B: You're a LIAR!

PMS MUCH?

Anyway, today. My dogs left me. I miss them terribly. Having no fluffy white cloud follow your footsteps is quite depressing. Went out with the owner for lunch, and when we came home, the dogs still welcomed me, and gave me welcome home kisses, but those could probably count as goodbye kisses as well. So now, they're home, but should be coming back to my place to stay in January, when the owner has to leave to England again. Can't wait til they come back :) I love them to bits.
Dramaed the rest of the day, and finished up with some msn tonight :)
Tomorrow, I shall be meeting up with Emily and Kevin for some good ol Porchos, and then heading off to Burwood for my haircut. Hopefully, it'll be a good one! We'll jsut have to wait and see.

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2007-12-08T00:02:00.000+11:00

So it was pancakes yesterday, and zomg, was I an unlucky bitch yesterday or what?
Okay, so the whole night beforehand, I had no sleep because a) thunderstorm, b) dogs were barking and panting all night coz they were scared shitless from the thunderstorm; and c) I coudln't get into a comfortable position to sleep. So I managed to get like 2 hours of sleep, until mum woke me up to remind me to tape something for her. So I set my alarm on my phone for me to wake up in half an hour's time to tape it. 9:30 hits, and the alarm rings. I tape it, and head back to sleep, hoping to wake up at 10, so I have enough time to get ready and head out to the station to get the 10:53 train. Eyes open up at 9:55, and tell myself "5 more minutes." Next thing you know, its 10:30. Big UH OH! Quickly brush teeth, blah blah blah, and check if any bus comes any time soon to get me to auburn station on time. THe timetable said the bus comes at 10:44, and gets to Auburn station at 10:53. So I head out to the bus stop, but no bus, and no-one's even AT teh bus stop. Stupidly enough, I stand there for like 5 minutes, until I figure out that no bus is gonna show up, so I walk my ass to Berala station. Got to Berala at 11:10, and the train just got there. I hop onto the train, and quickly text Linda to tell her, and tell her to buy me a ticket. So everything's fine, no transits, no nothing. Until bloody TOWN HALL, 2 stops before my stop, transits come on. So I get off the train, scared shitless, and call up for help (from the girls), but I just got on the next train to Circular Quay, and luckily no transits. But gosh, what an unlucky morning.
Finally met the girls, and we headed off for pancakes. Took a while, and got to catch up with the ugly Emily. Had pancakes, and decided to head off for some shopping. On the way, Livia told us about some birthday she got invited to at a club, and I was hyped up as. Ended up buying a dress from Kookai hoping to wear it for the first clubbing event of my life. Lol, yes, im a noob.
Headed off to Market City at around 3:30ish with Livia and Kelvin, and just sat up at the foodcourt and chatted for a bit until Hyok came for Livia. Kelvin and I then headed home, and that was my day.

So today, had work from 1 - 7. Mum wasn't home again, and this time, I tried the buses one more time. Headed out to the bus stop at 11:44, when the bus was supposed to coem, but again, nothing. I think the timetable I found is totally wrong. Ended up walking my ass to Berala again, and it was equally hot today, as it was yesterday. Grface. Got to work, and I think today was the first time I experienced bad customers. By bad, i mean BAD. Some demand that the shoes I fetch for them have to be brand spanking new, so their stinky feet are the first to touch them. Like gosh, does it matter, the shoe's gonan stink anyway. This other woman was deciding between an 8, and an 8 and a half. There was only one pair of 8's left, which was the one on display, and she demanded that I walk back into the storeroom and check again if there were any new ones. Like, yeah woman, I'm so hiding a brand new pair of shoes from you. So I get her a pair of 8 and a halfs, and she inspects the bottom and looks disgusted saying "someone's tried these before haven't they?" So i have to walk back in AGAIN, and get a brand spanking new pair, but in the end, she decides to take the 8's anyway. But before she buys them, she makes me CLEAN the bottom of the shoe. That's right bitches, I had to CLEAN a shoe, and then she buys the shoes, with a GIFT CARD. Gosh, women these days. Hope she stacks it and dies in those shoes. Gr.
SO yeah, working aint that great after all.
Was supposed to go clubbing tomorrow wiht Livia, Kelvin and Emily, but plans aren't going that great with where I'm gonna stay over night and blah blah, and also, got church and work on the Sunday. Clubbing's just gonna have to hold out again. But Elijah's having his bday bash at some club/bar next weekend, so hopefully I'll be able to get to that.
Work tomorrow again. How disgusting.

Chris Brown; With You

2007-12-05T23:48:00.000+11:00

Boobooboo. Work work work. Got rostered to work yesterday, and didn't even know. Jimmy calls me up while I was putting the leash on the dogs, and once the phone rang, the dogs don't shut it with the barks, so I had to yell at my dogs while my manager's talking to me on the phone. How embarassing. But yeah, was supposed to get to work at 10, but I had no idea, and didn't get to work until 12:30 (an hour after Jimmy called me). Worked til 7, and it wasn't as busy as it was on Sunday, so didn't enjoy it as much. Met more team members, and kinda bludged behind the counter.

Had work again today from 4-9. Actually got let off at 8, coz no customers showed up to VIP night. How shocking. Maybe because the sales have been going on for like, ever, and no-one's really that excited about any more discounts. Had my first go on the registers. I swear, MYER registers scare the crap out of me. They're so old, and there are so many buttons. ARGH. Got someone else to watch over me while I did it, just in case. The customer was looking at me like "am I supposed to trust you with this?" But this hottie pulled through, and got it all right! WOOT! Go me.

Checked my payslip yesterday. Gr, I don't get it. My hourly rate of pay is $9.42, but then, when it outlined the hours I was gettign paid for, it said the rate for those hours was $11.42. I'm guessing I got extra for casual loading or whatever, but from teh contract, I thought I got $10.50. Oh welps, whatever. I've only been paid up to 24Nov, and I've worked like, sixty billion more hours since then, so fingers crossed I get a lumpy sum next Wednesday. But zomg, I get taxed liek a bitch. Stupid stupid government.

So I'm going to the Rocks tomorrow for pancakes with the girls, but apparently Kelvin might be coming. Lol, trust him to rock up to a "girls day out." So catching up with everyone should be good, given that I haven't seen any of them since Paintball.

So everything's going pretty good, no financial problems as of yet, and everything's calm and steady. But if only there was some hectic drama on in my life, I would at least have something to preoccupy my mind with. There's like, nothing to look forward to, or expect or whatever. Grface. It's times like these, that make me reminisce the crazy high school teenage drama life.

Chris Brown; I Wanna Be

2007-12-03T17:43:00.000+11:00

Chris Brown's new album is the bloody SEX, like, zomg. It's a must have!!

I wanna be, the last number that you call late at night
Said I wanna be,
the first one that you dial when you open your eyes
Wanna be the one you
run to, wanna be the one that ain't gon' hurt
you
I wanna be, yeah,
Wanna be, yeah.

So yesterday started off with an early morning Church service. Headed off to SYG with one hour to kill, but none of the Year12 girls were there, so I was stuck with the Year11 boys, technically, the Year12 boys. But whatever, I still count myself as Year12 :) After an hour or so, I left early, and headed off to Myer. Got shown around the store rooms, and met my manager and other team members, who are all so sweet. Also worked out that Carolyn from the grade above works in the same department as me! Like, wow, small world. That girl saved my life whenever I couldn't find a particular shoe, which happened like twenty billion times. Anyhow, Ladies Shoes is pretty fun, coz I actually feel as though I'm doing something, rather than just standing there. So worked non-stop until a team member was leaving, and told me it was 5pm, and I finally realised I needed to take my lunch break. Took the break, and there were 15 minutes until my shift ended, and that was my day.

Got home, and lazed around. I was supposed to go online, but was too tired. Ended up talking to Emily on the phone for like an hour or so. It's so sad how sometimes everything seems to be going great, everything you ever wished for is actually happening in front of your eyes, and you're so involved in thinking ahead, rather than actually living the moment, and when it's gone, you jsut wish you could rewind, redo it all, hoping that you do things right the second time round.

Anyhooooooos, no plans as of yet, but probably more work this week. Dam, Davo's off to Japan, and I miss that uglyhead so much. Another two weeks or so until he comes back, and then we can go off to K! :) :)

Pay Day on Wednesday! :) And I should start crossing items off my Shopping list after that. First on the list is a new bikini, preferably a black one, and I'll see how I go when I actually DO go shopping.

And daym, David and Victoria Beckham take the hottest photos ever. I'm so bloody jealous. I can't seem to find that promotional shot of their new Intimately Beckham fragrance that's all over Myer on the net, but every time I pass it by in Myer, I melt. Sigh sigh. So much hotness in one relationship!

Amy Pearson; Wish I was Her

2007-12-01T16:07:00.000+11:00

Okay, since my old blog (http://a2n-schwe3tie.blogdrive.com) is officially dead, I decided to start a new one. The old blog would still be up, just so I can revisit from time to time, and read my random high school rants and remind myself of crap that happened not so long ago.

Post HSC has been quite a blast. Started off with everything all happening at once; the parties, schoolies, formal and paintball. Now I'd rather they weren't so consecutive, coz I don't really have anything to look forward to anymore, and money wouldn't have disappeared from my hands so quickly.

Officially started work as a Myer team member. I belong to the Ladies Shoes department, but my first three shifts involved me, standing at the Pitt St entrance, handing out fliers. So over three days, I spent 17 hours as some random employee who had nothing better to do. Twas quite relaxing actually; some girls told me working at the actual departments are the biggest bitches.
I have a 7hour shift tomorrow, finally in the department. Lol, and just found out that there are no bloody trains back to Auburn, which means, I have to get off at Strathfield, and bus my ass to Lidcombe, where someone will pick me up. Grface

So here I am. Had Chinese school early this morning, and wrote an essay, which was 300ish words long. Twas quite an accomplishment. Went Hungry Jacks for lunch with parents, and got home. Been going through my downloaded videos, uploaded my formal photos onto Facebook and basically did nothing for around 3 hours, until I decided to start a blog.

It's been exactly three weeks, and I'm still stuck there. How disgusting.