34. L O V E; don't know what it means to me...

For starters, I just want to say happy new year folks! I hope 2013 will come to be as great as you have hoped for it to be. I wish you all good health, good fortune and please be as happy as you can. Study hard, work hard, etc. etc. You all know the drill.


The weird song with cute, childish lyrics I tweeted about recently:

32. Time, just keeps on slipping away

I'd say the biggest lesson I've learnt from my first year of uni is one I should have learnt during high school: DO NOT LET YOUR SHIT ACCUMULATE TO THE POINT WHERE IT IS A GIANT, NASTY-ASS F_CKING MOUNTAIN. Far too much time was spent "kb-ing" as opposed what I should have actually been doing, i.e. putting pen to paper. In hindsight, I only have myself to blame for all of this. I will be the first to raise my hand in admitting that all my failures are indeed just that, MY FAILURES. Something I should probably work on is prioritising. I really need to stop losing sight of my lifelong goals. Ha! LEK WHY!!!!!?!?!



Also, in less than 6 weeks the year will finally end. Here are my NYRs that I had written previously. Let's see how I'm going...

NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS ~

• Learn how to drive
• Read lots of books
• Keep organised
• Maintain good friendships
• Get a job
• $$ave
• Quit swearing
• Keep an open mind

 Wow, 1 out of 8. That steady progress... Oh well, there is time.

I will end this post on a happy note.
ENJOY

31. You turn my legs into spaghetti.

Procrastinatin' like I do.

Twenty-six weeks of uni have come to an end. I will write a lengthy post laterrrrrrrrrr~~.
In the meantime, listen to this song. It is the ultimate pedo anthem.

28.

HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO LIVE WHEN A RELATIVELY GOOD DAY BECOMES PROGRESSIVELY LESS GOOD AND MORE AND MORE SHIT... SO SHIT THAT I EVEN FELT THE NEED TO WRITE A BLOG POST ABOUT IT. .. IN THE FUTURE, WHEN I FEEL LIKE MY DAY IS NOT GOING TOO WELL, I WILL JUST READ THIS AND REMEMBER THAT TODAY, THE 21ST OF SEPT 2012, WAS THE SHITTEST DAY EVER AND THAT NOTHING COULD EVER COMPARE TO THIS. GOD, STOP PLAYING WITH MY EMOTIONS. I CANNOT DEAL.

26. Hold tight, this will all go your way.

Immensely annoyed with myself right now. It is even to the extent where I can feel my own heart palpitations that have arisen out of sheer frustration and disappointment and all things tragic. I need some guidance... Every day, it's the same old self-inquiry - what the fuck is wrong with me!!?!?! Honestly, I just want to do well and be happy but apparently that is too much of an ask.

Can I just say that the day mid-semester break festivities are afoot, I will be cheering the loudest out of everyone. But in the meantime, I will continue to sit here at my desk being bored/sad/lonely lalalala.... : )

X

23. Oh oh hey, I'm dancing!

SO FUCKING SICK OF EVERYONE'S SHIT.



FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUU
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
FUUUUUUUCCCKKIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
HAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
YOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRR
GGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSS!!!
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
DIE
A
SLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW
AND
PAIIIIIIIIINFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLY
GRUUUUUUUEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSOMMMMEEEEEE
DEATH.
YOU VINDICTIVEEEEE SON OF A BIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH.
I HATEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM FULL OF SPITEEEEEEEEE RIGHT NOWWWWWWWWW
BECAUSE OF YOUR PETTTTTTTTTY WAYSSSSSSSS.
GO AWAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
VANISHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
DISAPPEAR!
PLEASE.

20. This isn't a joke, man. I'm thin as smoke, man.

DEAR FRIENDS, I HAVE COME TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SOME GOOD NEWS. I DID NOT FAIL THE ONE EXAM I WAS ALMOST CERTAIN I WOULD FAIL. WHAT IS THIS? I AM CLOSE TO BELIEVING MIRACLES DO ACTUALLY HAPPEN.

However, of course, with the good comes the bad. I AM FUCKING SICK AS A DOG, FOLKS. I was working in Ashfield Mall yesterday and I met a fairly nice old man whom I had a lengthy and profound conversation with. We talked about history, religion, shearing sheep etc. but of course, most importantly, I talked him into buying some skincare products. Hehe. BUT, things suddenly took a turn for the worst after he left. My hands became super sweaty and clammy, I could feel a headache simmering forth BUT FUCKING WORST OF ALL, MY VOICE WAS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOONE. Anyways, subsequent to this madness I was unable to make any further sales and consequently, Mr. Manager was not too impressed. I do believe I am next to be fired. *Chuckles.

19. We are on a safari. We're wrecked, we're chronicling the sights.

G'day folks :)

Yeah yeah yeah... My last post wasn't very insightful hey? I've been super lazy on the interwebs for some reason. FB, Twitter & Blogger have each become too arduous a task for me. I don't even stalk hotties out on FB anymore -- boo :\.

Anyhow, much has changed in the past couple of weeks. For one thing, my general outlook on life took a massive turn for the worse during exams and remained like so briefly afterwards as well. It was actually so bloody tragic -unable to be eloquently expressed in words-. But f*ck dat. I'm all good now. I'm pretty much on a natural high now that uni break has reared it's blaaaaaaahdy b0otifUL head into my lyF. WoOooooo!! PaRtaAY tyM~~~ LOL. Just kiddddddddding...but not really. I am indeed more than content with how everything is right now.
This is probably partly attributed to the fact that I FI-NA-LY MANAGED TO FIND MYSELF A JOB. Let me stress the word "I" and if I hadn't been feeling so lazy, I probably would've backspaced and replaced "FIND" with "EARN". I feel so independent. *Giggles. But in all seriousness, I actually put myself out there during the interview without a care in the world, and it seems things paid off well. It may not be the best job or most suitable, but the people I've met are damn bloody friggin lovely. My manager is pretty cool, probably helllllllla ric$$$$h for a bloke in his earlyEARLY 30s. On that note, survived my first shift with Steph today. Not too sure when I will be able to get used to these 5-5:30am wake up calls but I will continue brave the cold and general reduction in sleep. Sigh. Let me finish this brief paragraph on my working life by sharing with you some observations I've gathered from today's 9-5: [P.S. Manager sent me out to bloody Mt Druitt today...Um...I friggin catch the train at 6:30am from Mounty to Parra, only to be sent back to Mt Druitt an hour later to start at 9. Cool.]
- There are a lot more rude/strange people in the world than what I remember.
- Bitchez be scantily clad at 8am in the middle of winter. Teach me how.
- 90% of people go to ShopSmart Mt Druitt because they either 1. Have a doctor's appointment; 2. Wish to purchase goods from Spotlight; or 3. ARE FUCKING HUNGRY FOR SOME DONUT KING. As a side note, not many people do actually go to ShopSmart (those who did were mostly in the 60+ age group).


x

14. Dear friend, as you know, your flowers are withering.

Holy fuck it happened again.
01/01 16/05

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Wow... everything that has happened in the past week or two is definitely worthy of conjuring the self-inquiry, "what the fuck is wrong with me?". This is probably the most despondent I have felt in years ... Shit mate.

x

♥☻Here is a relatively happy photo to lighten up the mood.

12. Oh oh oh, come fill my glass up a little more!

Procrastination is okay when you know when to stop. Too bad I don't hey...
I've got a psychology essay (25% weighting) due in about 3 hours and I've still got 400 words to go...but apparently I'm not too fazed because here I am...blogging....about nothing anyone actually cares about but still.. okay good bye world! x

03. Bring back 1996, I want to beat those teenage kids.

HSC has been relatively chill up till about 30 seconds ago when the imminent HSC breakdown finally hit me. I can sense everything slipping away straight into the aetherrrrrrrrr and I'm feeling like such a hopeless case right now. Ugh. Where are the motivational speakers when I need them?!