Last night went to see Ratatouille with T*. it was a cool movie. no boring bits. We both went to our cars and went to have a race back to the traffic lights, I was wondering why I was winning so hardcoredly when he rings me and is like "You'll never guess what just happened... I crashed my car." Apparantly he crashed his car into some old lady at like 40 km an hour and she started ranting on and on and on about it, and how some guy named jerry could fix it. he is dumb.
It sucked watching a movie about how great food could be and then going home to cereal for dinner.
Today at work my shoe broke. I was all like its ok. Ill just super glue it, i went to WOOLWORTHS and brought some super glue, it was a faulty pack or something and it exploded all over my hands. It superglued all my fingers together, my ring to my finger and partially my bracelet, I salvage what i could onto the shoe but then my hands were stuck together and my jwellery glued to me, as well as spilling on my skirt, now theres a bunch of random things stuck to the bottom of my shoe, because i walked before it was dry. it sucked. My hands are fucking raw from pulling them apart. Not only that but had this stupid stack when i turned too fast and realised too late the superglue on the bottom of the shoe took away all the grip.
I lost my car in the car park AGAIN.
this weekend, art of fighting, parklife and jamie T. AWESOME.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
odd times
This has been a fiasco of a week. Still being without transport, and the whole thing with the thousands of dollars missing, as well as already getting a written warning, plus getting offered a NEW job which sounds quite, .. awesome.
Friday night was bundles of fun, asides the being unbearably wasted for a small duration of the time. SUCKS that I met up with Tori and Elle in that state, because I was such a mess, as I always am in front of them, and of course it all goes back to T*. Woke up in waves of awesome because there was an incredible tooth necklace around my neck. Met up with J and a bunch of friends at the family, and it was great asides from this stupid guy that followed me around ALLL night who danced like he was trying to fly waving his arms up and down. A guy gave me a bunch of glow sticks for some reason, he said "let's be friend's" with glow sticks. I stayed at J's after we left at 4 when she got punched in the face by some flailing person and she brought a guy back, so i had to hang around by myself for hours, uhm... not sleeping, because, you know. I drew all these whacked out comics about a cow named Delores who stole Counts oats and some clocks.
My brothers surprise party last night was just incredibly fantastic, asides from the absence of strippers because their car broke down. We got ropes and piles of stuff from my friend who works at a pub so the entire house looked like some giant beer garden. My brother is the most oblivious person in the whole world. It wasn't the fact that his friends kept coming over to see ME instead of him, it wasn't the fact that I kept stealing his phone and giving him huge outlandish explanations as to why, it wasn't the 50 or so cars parked in the paddock when he got home from the pub and his friend accidentally went through the wrong gate, it wasn't even when people that couldn't come wrote him cards that said sorry i couldn't be there for the party, it wasn't even the huge banners floating around the yard and the house that day that made him suspect, he said the only thing that made him suspect was a month ago when he saw a carton of coke downstairs, he thought something was up. The funniest thing was that the coke wasn't even for the party, it was for Christmas.
It was a bit awkward with Josh, I should stop ignoring people I have history with. It doesn't solve anything. It was hilarious when My auntie and cousin were talking to T* about how 'cool' he was but then that got awkward when they started groping him. hahahahhahahahaha. Jordyn was so scattered, the half an hour of sleep we got really got to her. She lost her wallet, and went frantic looking for it and in the process of looking for it lost her car key. The wallet was in the car like I told her and the key was in her pocket. The mini rave last night was SOOOoo good.
Friday night was bundles of fun, asides the being unbearably wasted for a small duration of the time. SUCKS that I met up with Tori and Elle in that state, because I was such a mess, as I always am in front of them, and of course it all goes back to T*. Woke up in waves of awesome because there was an incredible tooth necklace around my neck. Met up with J and a bunch of friends at the family, and it was great asides from this stupid guy that followed me around ALLL night who danced like he was trying to fly waving his arms up and down. A guy gave me a bunch of glow sticks for some reason, he said "let's be friend's" with glow sticks. I stayed at J's after we left at 4 when she got punched in the face by some flailing person and she brought a guy back, so i had to hang around by myself for hours, uhm... not sleeping, because, you know. I drew all these whacked out comics about a cow named Delores who stole Counts oats and some clocks.
My brothers surprise party last night was just incredibly fantastic, asides from the absence of strippers because their car broke down. We got ropes and piles of stuff from my friend who works at a pub so the entire house looked like some giant beer garden. My brother is the most oblivious person in the whole world. It wasn't the fact that his friends kept coming over to see ME instead of him, it wasn't the fact that I kept stealing his phone and giving him huge outlandish explanations as to why, it wasn't the 50 or so cars parked in the paddock when he got home from the pub and his friend accidentally went through the wrong gate, it wasn't even when people that couldn't come wrote him cards that said sorry i couldn't be there for the party, it wasn't even the huge banners floating around the yard and the house that day that made him suspect, he said the only thing that made him suspect was a month ago when he saw a carton of coke downstairs, he thought something was up. The funniest thing was that the coke wasn't even for the party, it was for Christmas.
It was a bit awkward with Josh, I should stop ignoring people I have history with. It doesn't solve anything. It was hilarious when My auntie and cousin were talking to T* about how 'cool' he was but then that got awkward when they started groping him. hahahahhahahahaha. Jordyn was so scattered, the half an hour of sleep we got really got to her. She lost her wallet, and went frantic looking for it and in the process of looking for it lost her car key. The wallet was in the car like I told her and the key was in her pocket. The mini rave last night was SOOOoo good.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
today was: If I had balls they were kicked repetitively
*had to get car fixed. price tage $700 say I'll run it by my mechanic brother.
*speak to mechanic brother, he rings them and gives them the go ahead.
*Brother rings back, "i gave them the go ahead, just make sure you have the money" where the fuck does someone get that amount of money from?
*no time to organise it. at work. work gettting pissy.
*mechanic is now holding car ransom for payment. I say stop fixing it and I'll get as much as i can.
*lose break because spent too long on phone.
*now have to find someone to go down and pay for car and pick it up because lost break.
*mother agrees. very angry.
*mechanic almost doesnt let her take the car because the brakes are so bad. I'm not allowed to drive it without getting them fixed. Im now relying on... walking and Tim for transportation.
Cry because I've had no sleep because of night terrors again last night. this time everyone I know died because it was real life 28 days later. cry because my car sucks. cry because t* is mad. cry because girl switched shifts coz shes a bitch and left me alone at work.
get home get happy because. ex boyfriend fired. speakers fixed. DONT have to walk to work tomoro. have a frank zappa cd. finally got past the lab in jurassic park at intensity even if it did cost $40.
*speak to mechanic brother, he rings them and gives them the go ahead.
*Brother rings back, "i gave them the go ahead, just make sure you have the money" where the fuck does someone get that amount of money from?
*no time to organise it. at work. work gettting pissy.
*mechanic is now holding car ransom for payment. I say stop fixing it and I'll get as much as i can.
*lose break because spent too long on phone.
*now have to find someone to go down and pay for car and pick it up because lost break.
*mother agrees. very angry.
*mechanic almost doesnt let her take the car because the brakes are so bad. I'm not allowed to drive it without getting them fixed. Im now relying on... walking and Tim for transportation.
Cry because I've had no sleep because of night terrors again last night. this time everyone I know died because it was real life 28 days later. cry because my car sucks. cry because t* is mad. cry because girl switched shifts coz shes a bitch and left me alone at work.
get home get happy because. ex boyfriend fired. speakers fixed. DONT have to walk to work tomoro. have a frank zappa cd. finally got past the lab in jurassic park at intensity even if it did cost $40.
Monday, September 17, 2007
dreamtimes
I don't beleive Im an insomniac, but I can never sleep.I always have these incredibly gruesome far out dreams that are so horrifying that I dread sleeping and can lie awake for hours and hours because I too afraid to asleep. By the end of about a week of doing this I get so tired that I end up lying there hullicinating which is just as bad.
This weeks re-ocurring dream is holding onto my horses mane falling through the air, twisting and turning and hitting clouds, but in the clouds and are shards of glass and pieces go flying through us, I choke on blood and we hit the ground which is made of steel spikes which catches and skewers him and breaks him and i slide to the ground. The rest of the time I'll be making sandwiches for the invisible people in my room.
This weeks re-ocurring dream is holding onto my horses mane falling through the air, twisting and turning and hitting clouds, but in the clouds and are shards of glass and pieces go flying through us, I choke on blood and we hit the ground which is made of steel spikes which catches and skewers him and breaks him and i slide to the ground. The rest of the time I'll be making sandwiches for the invisible people in my room.
bloggy
I just realised I have like a million different profile things on this, and by a million I mean... four.
I was just thinking. I went to the BEAT on Friday night, and its a gay and straight dance/rave club in the valley (who doesn't know the beat!?) ANYWAY there are always the most random assortment of people there. There were this group of odd odd people there, and me and my friends B and J were dancing and whatever.... raving coz we got taught how to and this person comes up to us when we were outside having a cigarette and he says "I like how you dance uhhh" the end of the rant is that this guy follows us around all night with his friends, buying us cigarettes, drinks and lolly-pops but they didn't actually talk to us, they just sat near us and STARED at us the entire time. We were talking to.. you know... the less creepy boys that were sitting around us and they just starred intently at us the whole time, they weren't even drinking or pinging or anything. Are there people out there who only go out so they can buy stuff for other people so that they can stare at them for hours??
The creepy stalker guy from work happened? to be there as well. He always comes to work and makes sure that I sort out whatever it is he's after, which he is always ordering street fighting videos. weird. He's the sort of person that reads your name tag and then say's your name too many times. like hi name how you doing name. kind of thing. He follows me to my car after work. its frightening. So... he was there, and we were walking inside and he must have spotted me and he starts screaming my name and running through the crowd after me, we have this awkward long conversation and then I had to leave because he started going on and on about how he wants me to swear at him behind the counter?
people are strange... when your a stranger..
I was just thinking. I went to the BEAT on Friday night, and its a gay and straight dance/rave club in the valley (who doesn't know the beat!?) ANYWAY there are always the most random assortment of people there. There were this group of odd odd people there, and me and my friends B and J were dancing and whatever.... raving coz we got taught how to and this person comes up to us when we were outside having a cigarette and he says "I like how you dance uhhh" the end of the rant is that this guy follows us around all night with his friends, buying us cigarettes, drinks and lolly-pops but they didn't actually talk to us, they just sat near us and STARED at us the entire time. We were talking to.. you know... the less creepy boys that were sitting around us and they just starred intently at us the whole time, they weren't even drinking or pinging or anything. Are there people out there who only go out so they can buy stuff for other people so that they can stare at them for hours??
The creepy stalker guy from work happened? to be there as well. He always comes to work and makes sure that I sort out whatever it is he's after, which he is always ordering street fighting videos. weird. He's the sort of person that reads your name tag and then say's your name too many times. like hi name how you doing name. kind of thing. He follows me to my car after work. its frightening. So... he was there, and we were walking inside and he must have spotted me and he starts screaming my name and running through the crowd after me, we have this awkward long conversation and then I had to leave because he started going on and on about how he wants me to swear at him behind the counter?
people are strange... when your a stranger..
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
how else to start
Today was... pretty mundane.
worked 10 hours doing sales and stocktake. work sucks. worked with my ex boyfriend for some duration with my colleagues watching our we acted with each other secretly knowing our history but never saying anything about it until I'm not in the room.
I'm upset that I thought my hair would last one more day without washing. now its too late and it was a poor descision. its in a pony tail with no elastic. ew. its been like 2 weeks.
Today I Realised that I cant continue ripping the rug off my horse with the excuse of "because I'm late for work" Every time he see's me I'm late for something so it musn't be very pleasant. it catches on his ears, it must be very upsetting.
worked 10 hours doing sales and stocktake. work sucks. worked with my ex boyfriend for some duration with my colleagues watching our we acted with each other secretly knowing our history but never saying anything about it until I'm not in the room.
I'm upset that I thought my hair would last one more day without washing. now its too late and it was a poor descision. its in a pony tail with no elastic. ew. its been like 2 weeks.
Today I Realised that I cant continue ripping the rug off my horse with the excuse of "because I'm late for work" Every time he see's me I'm late for something so it musn't be very pleasant. it catches on his ears, it must be very upsetting.
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