Bollocks.

I am highly aware of the fact that I am doing very little right now aside from over-thinking. It’s pointless and it’s irritating and it’s keeping me awake.

And I wish I were this and I wish I were that but I’m none of those things and I’ll be damned if that fact is going to stop me from being happy. But at the end of the day when you show your cards and all you’re holding is a pair of threes, do you honestly think your bluff is going to hold?

Some days I just feel like the most pointless waste of existence on the planet.

But instead of whining about it like an emo, I should probably just do something useful eh?

To bed.

Also…

I want it so bad it’s just not even funny.

Next time someone feels like spending a bucketload of money on me (hah! In my dreams ;P), I beg of you to think of that

Sigh. I could probably justify the $45 on it, but it’s very hard to justify the additional $48 in postage.

Damn you America >_<;

Late again

For the past few days I have been, as Nat would so well put it, “cracking the sads”. I couldn’t tell you why – I just haven’t felt particularly good about life in general. Ah what an emo kid I am but in all seriousness, it’s fair shit.

I haven’t been up to a great deal the past couple of days. I’ve been working until very early hours of the morning and sleeping till very late hours in the afternoon as a result. This morning I had decided I might see if Lewis was busy in the morning as I rather felt the need to see a friendly face. However, as per usual with me, when my alarm went off at a time earlier than I’m used to getting up, I really couldn’t find the strength to get out of bed so simply went back to sleep. But joy of joys! All was not lost. Evidently Lewis read my mind, because when I woke up (somewhere around 12:45pm >_<; ) I had a message from him asking if I wanted a visitor. Granted I started work early and he was a good hour or so off, but it was really great to see him despite the short amount of time and it made me feel a HELL of a lot better about needing to go to work. I think I woulda been in the pissiest mood known to man kind for the entire 8 hours if I hadn’t seen him. Instead, I was overly cheerful

Work was as to be expected – namely insanely busy. Without Kathleen and Jerald there (they’re on holidays), I am (apparently) the fastest maker there. That doesn’t count for much when I’m still half as quick as either of them and we’re INSANELY busy because of the long weekend. Fortunately it died towards the end of the night, so we managed to get the dough done by 12, so I was out by 12:35 this is a nice change from the norm of 2am. The plus side is, of course, that across the past two weeks I’ve made a fair bit of money so hopefully I’ll be able to pay it back into my savings account like I’ve wanted to for ages (I’m about $700 down). It won’t be ALL that I need to put back in there but it’s a start.

Oh and since I missed the update, I should also add that on Wednesday night Elyse cooked up a storm for us under guise of a girl’s night. I haven’t had that good of a feed in… well I can’t really remember the last time. It was awesome!

Well I’m out of things to say and am becoming more and more conscious that I should go to bed (not that I will – I’m hungry. I’m going to have to find a way to get food without waking Adam and Shannan). So on that note, goodnight!

So tired…

I am exhausted, thus this will be short.

Everything between my last post (and parts OF my last post) and yesterday evening was crappeh, minus a brief stint of something to be mentioned later. However, I went to the pub with Lewis and therein also saw some of his friends (mainly Adrian, James and Matty who is an absolute darling) and had a GREAT time last night. Spent the morning with Lewis and family and actually felt capable of facing the next week… well, moreso than I did before when I was about three seconds away from pick-axing something. In fact, it put me in an incredibly good mood, which made other events of today awesome (that and the fact that Keanan and Damon are absolute LEGENDS… although they need to invest in separate wardrobes ;]). After those events, I got to catch up with Ace and Dan who confirmed the fact that I am an idiot during a game of trivial pursuit. Was a lot of fun, despite my mother going mental at me when I got in the car and despite Dan making constant fat jokes on my behalf and Ace calling me a slut gotta love em.

Tomorrow I am catching up with Rhiannon, cleaning my fish tank (my filter clogged sometime today… when I got home, I could hardly SEE MY FISH – that’s how dirty the water got WITHIN A DAY!) and sleeping a lot, because I truly am EXHAUSTED.

Till then!

A bit late

Okay so I missed the “update every two days” deadline, but in fairness that’s solely because instead of finishing work at 10pm tonight like I was meant to, I finished around 2am. I then sat around till 2:30am, drove Jerald home, and only just walked in the door about three minutes ago.

I am exhausted, physically and mentally.

So what to tell you? I sent off my criminal history check for uni today, and chances are VERY good I won’t get it in by the deadline of the 28th and I have NO clue what will happen with my degree if that’s the case. So I’m stressed. I’m also stressed because against my better judgment, I ended up making A LOT of plans for this week. This is good in the sense that I get to see a lot of people I haven’t seen in ages, bad in the sense that I really really should be doing uni homework. In fairness, three of the people I’m seeing are people I haven’t seen in about a year and a half, one has been planning this event for months, one I just plain really badly want to see and… and I’ve forgotten the rest of my plans at the moment. Oh, right! The other two are doing ME a favour for something. Actually, there’s about six doing that.

I’m rambling. I’m just tired and irritated.
I hate juggling work and uni and friends. At least if I had a full time job my hours would be SLIGHTLY regular but nooooo. Again, don’t get me wrong, my job’s okay (incidentally, I got my payslips FINALLY – not all of them but at least the week I asked for. Sure enough, I’ve STILL been getting underpaid) but I only like it for some of the people I work with. Days like tomorrow, for example, are going to be HELL. The only two instores that can work the dinner rush with me are completely undertrained and won’t be able to get anything done, and the third probably can’t work his shift anyway. I’m going to be going out of my mind – doesn’t help that it’s also a later shift so I’m going to have to try my best to get all the dough done, but I suck at doing dough damnit (hah… alliteration)

End whinge … for now.

Well I feel sufficiently tired and slightly sick. Not to mention pissed off all over again at uni XD

Aw, but I just got a nice text so I feel a bit better

Night all. Stay safe.

Sleep is for the weak! … but I wants it!

The funny thing about a movie you enjoy the first time is that GENERALLY speaking you enjoy it the second time… but enough to pay money for it? Ooooh tough call. Either way we ended up seeing St. Trinian’s last night – for Nat, Elyse and I it was our second round with the short skirted heroines (coincidence that the word looks like heroin? Not really in this case. Those girls must be crack whores to be that thin ).

Don’t get me wrong – these female actors are probably the only attractive girls I’ve seen lately that I HAVEN’T felt a compulsion to stab with a spork… Why remains a mystery. But it was good fun to see the gang again. From there we headed to Maccas where we saw, as Amy so fondly referred to them, some of my “Cronies” – who proceeded to nearly break my glasses (thank you Damon and Keanan -facepalms-). This too was much fun. I spent the rest of the night in a very poor state. I won’t expand on that because you probably don’t care, but needless to say it sucked and thank goodness for Lewis. If he hadn’t cheered me up and put up with my whining I think I might have… well stabbed someone with a spork!

I like sporks

Today was pretty good. Rather than CLEAN my room as I was meant to I stuffed the contents of my floor into my closet… I’ll get to the cleaning it out part eventually I promise. Instead I went for a quick lunch with Danielle, seeing as how I’ve been saying I’ll catch up with her for ages but haven’t really had enough time. It was good. I whinged again I do that a lot recently. In fairness I’ve actually had reasons to recently after that I went to work. I had a bit of fun there today ‘cos it was quiet and relaxed and it was all cool people there. No one yelled or threatened me always fun. Plus, as I was leaving, I saw Lewis – who had come to cheer me up some more and make sure I was okay ^^ awesome, yes? We hired out the movie Hitman.

It was surprisingly awesome. But then again, I just love pointless action.

Well, I’m tired and I have to be up early for secret business (which I shall reveal eventually… but not now).

Peaceout! xox

Brownies, movies and one heck of a headache

Unsurprisingly I have yet again come to find that my family sucks on the “telling each other stuff” front. Turns out that mum and dad are NOT moving out next year, and somehow this did not strike them as pertinent to inform me. So I have a couple of choices now – I can stay in uni next year and see if perhaps being in the new house (okay I’m going insane… I typed that as hows) will mean less stress and thus hating uni less. Or I can assume I’m still going to hate uni, and defer for a year to work full time. At least that way my money woes will be solved – but in that case, I won’t be graduating till I’m 23 or so. Ouch. It could rather be a “get it over and done with” type thing. I’m not sure. Still.

Other than that, today has been spent in a permanent argument with mum and dad who didn’t seem to want to get out of the house. Once they had finally left, I began the mystical adventure of BROWNIES! I was making them by Adrian’s mum’s recipe, only with a slight alteration because I couldn’t find any 250g blocks of chocolate at my local shop. Here are some fun pictures of the process:

Mmmm gloop.

That’s a hell of a lot of milk chocolate. You can’t seriously make low-fat brownies right?

I was a bit more careful in chopping the white chocolate. I learn from my mistakes!

More gloop.

The chocolate that went into the gloop

The gloop in the baking tin… which is completely the wrong type of tin but it’s the only sort of tin we have that will fit in our microwave (we don’t have an oven – I have to bake everything on the convection setting)

The finished product!

The drink that kept me sane even whilst I was scalding myself with boiling water.

Funtimes all around. Tonight I’m going to the movies with a random assortment of Gleeson friends, which should be good… despite the fact that I am BROKE and going to be for many months and really can’t afford to go to the movies.

I owe $600 to my savings account, and counting. I have to keep taking money out of it for bills. It’s le shit. Oh well. Update on the movie later

As promised…

For once, Steph delivered with an update! Be afraid, be very afraid. I did, however, forget to take photos to accompany it. The silly thing is that I did remember to bring my camera – it was just the using it part that I neglected.

Today I drove up to Jenna’s, after having yet another encounter with the crappiness of Optus’s customer service. I think I may have made record time going up through chain of ponds and miraculously did not lose control of the car in the process. I lived to tell the tale! Regardless, seeing Jenna again was great. I got to vent a lot and just enjoying her company again was good (of course!).

However, the whole visit got me to thinking. Predominantly about money, as that was a major theme of my venting. I’ve been trying to figure out what I’m going to do across the next few years, particularly with my parents moving away next year, and I can’t come up with any sort of definite answer. It all ends up based on a bunch of ifs and buts and I don’t like it one bit. Such is life I suppose, but I wish I knew what I was going to do.

The plus side was that I timed leaving perfectly. The downside was that it was peak time for kangaroos being out and I was petrified one was gonna jump out in front of me while driving, but the view was fantastic. It yet again enforced to me the idea of how much I want to move into the country when I’m older – convenient or not.

Well that’s it from me. I have plans to make and headaches to cure. Hope you all had wonderful days

The beginning…

It’s 11:31pm and my weekend has been insanely long. My eyes feel like they are bleeding – consequently, it’s clearly time to do something COMPLETELY self absorbed like create a blog. But fear not comrades! For once this won’t be my usual “whine whine whine I’m so deep” sort of blog. Instead, you can come here to find out the day to day happenings of ME!

Thrilling, yes?

Okay, perhaps not. But at the very least it’ll be a good place for ME to compile day to day crap that I usually waste precious sleeping time reflecting on. Win-win eh? You’ll no longer have to say “Hey Steph what did you do today?” because you’ll ALREADY KNOW!
That or if you DO ask, I’ll be lazy and link you to this page.

So let us begin… my weekend has been comprised of an elated feeling of “OH THANK GOD I DON’T HAVE UNI FOR THE NEXT TWO WEEKS!”
Say what you will in defense of attending university. Personally, I loathe it. I see why other people like it, but I for one feel a strong sense of bitterness at the fact that I just signed myself up for another four years of hard work I want to know HOW the people who do almost nothing get AWAY with doing almost nothing! Clearly I have much to learn.
At any rate, Friday night was as fun-filled as always (kindly note a mild tone of sarcasm in that one). I was originally working a two hour shift, which extended to a five hour shift which then found its way into becoming an eight hour shift. I got home somewhere in the vicinity of 1.15am, cursing the stupidity of drunken angry customers who take their rage out on lowly pizza employees. Don’t mistake me, I quite like my job. Or rather, I like the people I work with. My job and the customers itself tend to be rather on the shite side of the spectrum. Fortunately, my Saturday was to take a more positive turn. Despite clearly telling Lewis “Give me an hour’s notice before you show up on Saturday”, I found myself answering a phone call at 9.30am. Of course it was Lewis, and of course he was outside my door that very moment. I believe I answered it muttering “I hate you” but I can’t be certain, and I wouldn’t mean it anyway
Fortunately I was allowed to sleep some more, before finding myself somewhere in the area I loosely refer to as “somewhere around my old school”. Here Lewis had his doof-doof professionally tuned (perhaps this sub will last longer than the other before exploding… perhaps) then we were off again to Lewis’s grandparents. I love that family, I really do, and of that I needn’t say any more because without meeting them, you couldn’t understand why they are such wonderful people. Alas, work was looming on the horizon, and it was there that I found myself again that evening. Still, I take some solace in knowing my job could be a hell of a lot worse – and I know it could because I’ve DONE jobs a lot worse. And admittedly it was fun to watch our manager go on a cleaning spree and discover a tennis ball… in a pizza store… hm.
But FINALLY it was time for the much-awaited event of the week. We headed into town where we met up with Ian, Keanan and various other fantastic people at Fumo Blu. It was my first visit there, and I must say that despite my wallet being a hell of a lot emptier, I’d gladly dish out another $13 apiece for cocktails that delicious. Such fruitiness you have never seen! We ended up at the Elephant, by request of Lewis who had friends there. Sadly I have a violent and passionate hatred of crowds, especially of crowds of people around my own age, so I can’t truly pretend I was all-together enjoying that part of the evening. Mind you, I sort of blame the lack of alcohol
We weren’t there long before everyone left, leaving Lewis and I to find ourselves a cab and jetset on home. Lucky I did stay rather sober, or else we would have had a fun time getting back I reckon…

So now it is Sunday, though not for long admittedly. I just found out Toni’s engaged (if you’re reading this, CONGRATULATIONS! And holy shit you just made ME feel old. As if one of my primary school friends is getting hitched ;]) and overall I can’t complain about how my day has gone. I spent it chilling out in very good company before heading off to work… again. But that’s okay, ‘cos I got to come home to a pretty smelling bed and relatively clean room that *I* hadn’t cleaned

Enough of my ramblings – I promise posts from now on will be shorter and have pretty photos accompanying them if I can manage it
Actually, in the spirit of doing that, here’s a photo of my awesome birthday mango:

By far the best mango ever…