25. Talk, don't talk too much, you're always talking.

My faves!










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24. Why don't we all fall in l-ooo-o-o-ooo-oo-ooo-ooo-ve?!

 As many of you may or may not know, my hair both looks and feels like ass (very coarse and dry - think broomstick) right now. Any normal person would probably suggest that I go get myself a haircut... BUT THAT IS TOO MUCH OF AN ASK GUYS!!! 80% OF THE TIME I WALK OUT LOOKING LIKE A BIGGER ASS THAN I DID WALKING INTO THE SALON. Shitty haircut experiences have tainted my entire childhood and I have been left deeply scarred and almost traumatised (LOL). What to do?!!!!!! This is such a DILEMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, albeit a very vain and unnecessary one.

Ideal length & cut if I do in fact cut my hair.

ADIEU 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.

22. Sometimes the silence guides your mind.

21. Life's too short to even care at all. OH!

My workmates are so nice. Wow, having put it so short and succinctly as so, I find I no longer have anything to say.

Owwww my head!
That is it!
Darling.
Stupid assss.

Ah, there are just too many funny things they say. Anywho, I'm taking a week off due to some thaaaaangs going on in my life but I am indeed keen to get back to see everyone. :')



YALLAH BYE X

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).


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