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Memorable day.

I cleaned two houses today. Pretty impressive. That’s the reason why I couldn’t pick Luke up from the airport. I’m such a disappointment. I got up at 8 and started work. I can’t think too much right now. So I think I’ll just write in short sentences. So please excuse. I’m sort of over the whole business now. Well, not really. Just some aspects of it. If it’s any consolation to me, I had a pretty good couple of days previously. Tomorrow I’m going into the city. I’m meeting lots of people. It shall be great fun. My extended family should be coming this weekend from Rockhampton. Yay, presents (or money)! Also got invited to a birthday party on Sunday night. I don’t think I can go. Well, I can go. I don’t know if I want to anymore. Well, I do want to. Logistics complicate things when they don’t run NightLink on the eve of public holidays. Jealousy too. The jealousy bus. Now that runs 24/7 non stop express rocket shuttle. Times are testing. Up and down. Down and up. Complexity. I can’t even be bothered writing sentences now. I need sleep. I need to figure out what to wear tomorrow. Cotton? Satin? Stilettos? Wedges? Platforms? Hair up? Down? Heavy makeup? Eyeshadow? Overkill? iPod? Solid words are good. What to have for lunch? Flutter at the casino? Daiquiris? BLEH! None of that matters right now. Nothing does. I’m going to kiss the dogs.

So I’ve been cleaning. Cleaning non stop.

Today I washed my hair, cleaned myself, cleaned the bag, cleaned the desk, cleaned the computer, cleaned the car, cleaned the bathroom, cleaned the room, cleaned the wardrobe, clean absolutely everything. Cleaning seems to be my escape of the moment. The idea of getting rid of dirt and all the bad stuff appeals to me. I like cleaning.

On another break from cleaning, I took Grandmother out to lunch. She’s leaving tonight, and not coming back until December, I will miss her. I miss so many things, but like always, it’s back to cleaning. I woke up so early this morning. Got up, cleaned my face, cleaned my teeth, cleaned and ready for uni. I don’t think I can help myself right now. I feel so.. compulsive. I am this crazy woman who can’t stop cleaning..

I’m not emo about anything, at least, I’m not aware that I am.. Everything is working great, I’m healthy again

Sundays have never been so good, have they?

Close of a weekend, another working week begins, oh and not to mention emotional paranoia outbursts and fractured hands. I’ve had my fair share of bad Sundays. But I didn’t yesterday. So as to avoid another Sunday night fiasco where my night was still invariably ruined; there’s some things I wish to make crystal clear;

Who I choose to be friends with, and who chooses to be friends with me is exclusive between both parties. Not a third, or inexplicably; a fourth. I don’t understand the big fuss over this hypocrisy. Remember what you always told me about making friends? Although just like I told her, the concept of being friends with the opposite sex and having completely pure intentions, must be one quite new to you as well.

I don’t wish to say too much, but you’re a miserable person; you always have been. Always liked to jump to conclusions and assume the worst. While some might applaud your sense of cynicism and harsh views on reality, you are only doing this to yourself. I would like to say that I still know you as a person quite well, and the situation I had to face last night was unnecessary and upsetting, unfortunately it was expected behaviour from you. So when you realise that not everyone is a Mary, out to make your life miserable, that’s when you really will be happy.

I care about you, believe it or not, and for her to have the audacity to accuse and say the things she did really upsets me. I know what is and isn’t my place to say or do anymore, and I wish she did too.

Laziest Friday Ever.

So lazy in fact, that I’ve done absolutely nothing productive. I don’t mind. I’m trying to figure out what the fuck to do about tonight. Scenario as follows:

John’s housewarming.
- John is having a housewarming.
- John lives in Indooroopilly.
- The party starts at 8ish.
- I have to work tonight.
- John’s house is accessible via public transport, however not in a direct route and no nightlink services.
- Option of driving.
- Lots of relatives staying at my house.
- Dad is driving the Renault to Sunnybank.
- John *can* pick me up, however I think he will be a tad inebriated to drive me home the same night.
- I can’t really stay over.

So the problem is as follows; if I go to this housewarming, it will most likely involve me driving myself there. I am on a provisional license which does not allow me to drive under any level of influence. Drinking will be out of the question. By the time I finish work and get there, everyone will be very drunk anyway. If dad takes the Renault to Sunnybank, mum will need my car to ferry relatives to the restaurant for dinner, or to take herself home at the very least. So which leaves me the option of taking public transport to Indooroopilly, which is entirely possible, just not very convenient to do so. While I do want to attend the party and have been talking about it for weeks, I’m not really sure if it would just work out to do so, this is just based on the facts listed above. Either way, I will have a chat to mum and see what she thinks. She usually has a good mind to conjure up things I would’ve never even thought of. But personally, I think PPT will have to kick in and do its part lol.

Looks to be a fairly boring night. LB won’t be around, so no more intelligent conversation this weekend for us. NoOoOooOo

On a happier note, the final (for now) Harry Potter book is released tomorrow! If I don’t go to the party, I’ll be able to pick it up nice and early and get a head start before Alex decides to find some internet spoilers and ruin it for me >_< (Well it didn’t end too happily, but I am excited lol)

[Edit] Crisis over. I have a car, and I can go tonight. No drinking, just being social I guess..

Okay.. so now emotional issues have been sorted, let’s take some time out and look at fiancial issues, they’re always fun.. NOT.

Heh, I am about $600+ in debt with only $40 in my pocket. Le sigh! And I thought all my pressing issues were over. Clearly not.

Yep, you guessed it. I totally forgot to make a post these last few days.

Can you blame me? I go to work, come home, take some Valium.. ‘Oh I think I might make a po… zzzzz’. And that’s about how it’s been since Tuesday. On the plus side, this week I’ve cheered myself up with 3 new pairs of shoes. Yay. Total expenditure: $70! I think that is an awesome deal especially since they are all top brands from Betts and Mathers. YAYAYAYAY

Happy Birthday to Kyrin today. I can’t go to his birthday party, and he won’t come out to the city with me. He’s so lame. But going out with the girls tonight, should be fun I think. Erin is bringing Emily whom I haven’t met before.. I wonder what she’s like? Oh well, everyone’s cool after a few daiquiris!

Sitting in between a portable airconditioner, empty suitcases, a variety of bedside drawers and a broken television set, I feel very… not at home even though I am.

Carpet cleaner is here and he will be cleaning carpets, the tradesmen are painting so I am out of a room and privacy for a day and out of my real official room for another 5 days. Not including Christmas as nobody likes working Christmas. Grandmother should also be here today.

On a completely unrelated note, Sydney Lowenbrau Meet will be awesome As will visiting Sydney itself of course. Got my social calcendar all planned out

Oh what a day!!!!!!!

Firstly, I spent about $28 at POD (Print on Demand) @ UQ. Fucking printers >_<

And then spent about $120 shopping!

I have no money

At all.

Ahhh… the infamous quote by Paris Hilton in Veronica Mars. It’s such an awesome show! I highly recommend everyone gets it, or watches it on tv seeing it is being aired legally on channel 10.

I didn’t get the job at the airport and I’m waiting on the callback from the Metro Tower… I honestly hope I get it!!

So here I am back at this blog, sprouting what can be called mindless dribble.. Word diarrhea even.

Sarah and I finished our Legal assignment! *high five* The OCAU BBQ got cancelled due to rain so it worked to be a blessing in disguise. Umm what’s new? In front of me are a really cool pair of Sennheiser’s, they’re not mine though, as if I could spend that much on headphones *looks at Adam*, he was just lucky I wasn’t around back in the days to slap some sense into the boy! Alex is getting his WoW subscription cancelled after spending in excess of 50+ hours a week on the damn thing. I’m really upset, and I do blame some people on their negative influences towards the game. But oh well.. Mum shouldn’tve let him sign up. I mean first you have to buy the game and then pay to play?! Lame.

So effectively, I only have two assignments left Multistrand and English.

FUCKING ALEX! He just blackmailed me and said if I cancelled his subscription he’ll dob on me (re: some personal stuff). What a cunt! After everything I’ve done for him., covered his arse etc. This is what he does. FUCKING SHITHEAD!