A Wishful Thinker……

Two people got fired at work yesterday. I heard it was because they were lending out their discount cards to friends. :S I didn’t know they could check that. :S Oh well. Its not like I buy a lot of things from them. I was looking at the range list to work out the product covers lately. I see things like the marked up price and what their profit margin is. Some of those things get marked up 150% the cost price. I was like :O . Some of those things are pointless and I don’t  know why people would buy it. Like those massive coffee machines. If you want a good cup of coffee, you heard of a percolator? A fraction of the price of one of those machines, and technically does the same job. You want froth? Get a $10 frothing wand. When they go on sale its even cheaper. Or when a lady came to me with a wedding registry list, for a $900 iron. WTF?! $900 for an iron?! You must really love your ironing. Another thing I don’t get is how come the toasters have a setting where you can choose how dark you want your toast. From lightly toasted, to burnt to a crisp? Who eats ashy bread? If no one does why does the settings go that high? If you tell me it is for frozen bread. Can I just say, most of the toasters have a button you press, designed specifically for defrosting. Now explain the settings to me again.

I think I’m retreating back into my emo-shell again. I’ve been listening to overly emo songs lately. They are either love songs or melancholic songs about asking for forgiveness or being exasperated with life in general. :S

My favorites right now? Fences by Paramore, Into the Ocean by Blue October, Una pregunta by Marquess, Sorry by Buckcherry, Teardrops on my Guitar by Taylor Swift. They seem to be sitting on constant rotation on my player. :S

Argh. I need something to happen to get me out of this rut! I’m getting so frustrated, and I don’t know why. Sigh. I’ll be fine one moment and the next I’m just not in the mood to do anything. Something needs to be done to fix this.

“Is it me… who you see… or the one you want me to be
Say my name, hear your voice, and tell me how it feels…
Is it me… who you see… when you’re setting up the scenes
Say my name, what you learnt and think about your choice
Maybe it’s not me, who you mean, when you say that you love me.
It’s not me who you mean, when you say you cannot believe”

I’m so in love with that song right now. Came across it while clicking on links during one of my many “moments” of utter boredom. By some German group, but they sing in Spanish. Don’t ask. I dunno why. They just have really good songs. Not too bad on the eyes too.

So yes, was looking around at places I would like to go and the airfare to get there. I think getting to Barcelona, Spain, is possibly the most expensive one I found so far. So wished we went to Tibet earlier this year. Apparently certain people felt there was nothing but goats there. Oh well. I don’t think I could have afforded it anyways. I would have rather gone via train than plane so that I would not succumb to the altitude sickness. Would have been nice to see the place pre-riots. But I guess we did get to see that Big gate before it burned down in South Korea. Yes it was a lil creepy that it happened on the day we left, but I’m pretty sure that my travel companions are unable to burn things while in flying from Hong Kong to Malaysia…Pretty sure…

I’m suppose to rearrange the stuff in my room. Apparently it is currently not to my mother’s liking. And being the woman that she is, it is easier to do what she wants than to feel her wrath for rest of my life. The woman knows how to hold grudges. :S She still brings up thing I did as a lil kid to make me feel guilty. :\ I don’t know how true any of these stories are though. But yeah. I would like to rearrange the furniture too. But I don’t have enough room anymore, due to the corner desk and dresser she insisted I get. X( They all fit…. but that’s where they want to fit. Sigh.

*Streeeeeeeeeeeeech* that felt good.

I just deleted my multiply account. I wasn’t using it anymore and it was beginning to get annoying. Too many unknowns wanting to add me so that we could become their “newest BFF”! Get lost! Don’t know you and from what you have just said, I think I know why you would have to resort to adding strangers on your list in order to get more “friends”.  Also, they were now deleting music on there that they felt voilated copyright laws. Fair enough I suppose, but why start now? I’ve had that account for years. I think that they only doing it because when they started out they needed more people to use their accounts so they allowed it to happen. But now that a lot of people use it for other purposes. They are probably being threatened with legal action.

So yes. Back to my normal rants… I’m so sleepy lately. I need to start  going on my walks and stuff again. Argh. Just never seem to have the time lately though. Sigh. So much to do in such a limited amount of time…makes me want to take another nap!

Last night was my graduation. All I felt was relief that it over with. Is that what I’m meant to feel?

Anyways, by some weird chance I got seated next to K. I don’t quite know if it is a good or bad thing. He kept giving me side commentaries.  Like when when someone pointed out that only the Masters graduates got the mortarboards, he said (quite loudly too I may add) “Stingy bastards”. >.< Or “this person is married to the lady in the careers centre”. I’m sure they must be happy? I don’t know them.

When we went up on the stage to collect our certificates, our friends got a little too carried away with the screaming. LOL. I don’t think they knew we were seated together either. They cheered for K, and then when I went on, it sounded more like they were overly giggly…. again. When we got back to our seats, K goes to me: “Lets scream for G!” I was like yeah whatever, but I wasn’t really paying attention. When G went up to get his certificate, K jumped up and down on his seat like an over excited kid going” YEAH!!!!! WOOO!!!” I was like . Then K realised he was the only one screaming and sat down quietly and embarrassed.  He asked me why I didn’t do it as well. I pointed out to him I never said I would.  Hehehehe!

After the ceremony, we went to get our photos done professionally. I was in line, but then with all the people around the girl didn’t take my order card, and then had a bitch to the other people in the line about me. I was really angry with her by then and it didn’t help that my mum was there. She always knows how to make a situation worse. We went to another photographer after that. But by then I was in no mood to smile. I just wanted to take the lighting umbrella and put it in a certain place of a certain rude little so and so. I hope she gets fired. Her customer service skills are atrocious.

After having supper with the others, T and I went to Burswood. She got us into the international room with the help of her connections, and we scored some free drinks. I ran into a guy from my class last semester, and it took him awhile to remember me even though he was standing around at a safe distance staring at me.  I saw him out the corner of my eye and was about to turn to glare at him when I realised I actually know him. T’s friend gave us a tour of the room, and then told us about the people. Apparently there was quite a few high rollers last night. They were frantically running around trying to find a really expensive wine. We got a few strange looks, maybe I should say stares, from the players, maybe because they were wondering why we get a private tour of the place. Hehehe! Even the dealers were looking at us confused. Then we heard that T’s brother was dealing. So we tried to find him. We couldn’t so we figured he probably finished his shift just before we got there. By then we had finished our drinks, T had eaten her weight in vegetarian spring rolls and I was sleepy, so we went home. Got back about 1/1.30. It was quite tiring waiting round most of the night to do things. But hey! I’m officially graduated!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Another one of my friends is pregnant!!!! :O

But I’m so happy for her. She’s always been the sensible, realistic one of all of us, so I know she will be a fantastic mum! That was completely unexpected, but I’m so excited for her!!! She’s dubbed the baby Blob at the moment, after her first scan. I don’t think that will be a good name though… hmm… then again, the other option was to name it Prawn because apparently that’s what it looks like. :S I’m liking Blob better.

I can’t wait to meet Blob!!!!

Has anyone ever noticed that the word…. “random”, is possibly the most overused word when it comes to describing friendships? It seems like everyone has a photo album called “random photos” or they met their friends “randomly” or their friend is a “random”. I know I tend to use it a lot too, but I think it is time to change that. I say it is time to start a revolution. I elect that we try different words to describe how we met people or the type of photos that they are.

Random photos, can also be called: “Miscellaneous Pictures”, or “Loose Photos” or “Extras”. See, you don’t need to use the R-word.

Meeting people randomly: This is a hard one. Hmmm… how about describe where it was that you met the. IE: “I met her at a party. She just came up and started to talk to me.” or “I don’t remember how we met, but it must be an interesting story. Will be sure to let you know once I remember.”

Random friends can be called:  “Unexpected friends”, “Strangers”, “Accidental acquaintances”, “freaks” or “drunks”. ;P I’m kidding on the last ones, but it does seem that the friends I call by the r-word were drunk when I met them. :S Coincidence or is it? O.o

See, all this other words that seem to be neglected and left to sit in the dark dark corner all by themselves. I think it is time that we seize the opportunity and give other words a chance!!! Stop being lazy and calling everyone a “random”.  Take charge of the situation and join me as I attempt to correct my wrongs with calling people by the R-word!!!!!

Its a gloomy day today. so what ever you want to do, there’s only one thing to be doing and its to stay home under my blanky!!!!

I DON’T WANT TO WORK TODAY!!!!! ARGH!!!!!!!

Sitting around the house, pondering what I’m doing with myself. Then I realised that you know what? Having a shower would be a great idea for this hot and sticky day.

Anyways. Its now been like over a month since I last saw one of my friends. Hmm. I should do something about that. But then again, she’s one of those people who it doesn’t matter how long its been since we last hung out, but everytime we meet up, we take off right where we left off. Either with our stupid random comments that passerbys overhear and give us weird looks at or if we sit under a tree in a  park and make derogatory comments about everyone and everything. Sigh. Those were the days.

Oh speaking of passerbys overhearing us, on the last day of our trip I was fooling around with my friend, and I was mocking something so I turned to my friend and said:” Lets hold hands and skip!” So we did. This guy who was pushing past us as I said it, did a double take then turned to look at us with a confused look on his face. ROFL!

Ok. Now I’m just rambling. Need to call up my friend and see if she wants to go for a run or something. :S

Just got back from Margaret River with my friends for the long weekend. I had a lot of fun, had it not been for a couple of people. One of whom I can never be friends with because they are such a jerk that every time he opens his mouth and words come out, it makes me want to punch his face in. The other is a friends who over the years that I have known her, has managed to take advantage of myself or one of my friends that I introduce to her.

To start with, the whole weekends was her idea. Only V ended up organizing everything for us. Ms X didn’t even so much as give an opinion. Once we got to the house, Ms X and her friends took a place on the bed each, leaving us others who consisted of people who drove or helped with preparation plans to share beds. We had three people to a queen sized bed and two people to a single bed. Not to mention. We were all told to keep luggage to one bag. One of her friends bought two LARGE bags filled with stuff. Her shoes were still in a shoe box, and she bought coat hangers….. on a WEEKEND trip!!!!! But the best bit was when I was making dinner, and they offered to “help”. It took them three people to make a salad. With a premade dressing. >.< Luckily, the friends I normally see came to the rescue. They pitched in making it a much less daunting task. Personally, I don’t think they should have to help as they did so much of the organization side of the trip. Then, after they finished dinner, they just left their dishes in the sink and walked off. Knowing that if we left them to clean it, it will never get done, I ended up doing the dishes. with them sitting on the sofa watching me without offering to help. Again my friends helped me out by drying the dishes.

The next morning, their entire cabin woke up early and played tennis.  When we got up, they had showered and were sitting around or outside playing more tennis. No breakfast or anything was made. We ended up cooking and cleaning for them again. Then the part that really got me all fired up was as we felt the tea towels were dirty,we decided to wash them. My friend offer to do it, and I went off to have a shower. When I came out, they were all “waiting to go”. I walked into the kitchen and my friends were still wringing out the towels. Ms X stood behind them rocking backwards and forwards on her feet asking “Are you done yet? We are just waiting for you now.” Directly in front of her on the counter were the washed towels. If she had half a brain, she’d take them outside the door to her left and HANG THEM UP!!! I got so annoyed at her. If she had helped out, we would have been out the door a lot earlier. I just pushed pass her crowd of friends and took the towels out to hang up.

The part that really makes my blood boil, was how later on when the car that I was traveling in, came across car trouble. While we were waiting for the RAC, we thought we’d send back most of them to  get started on dinner. That just happened to be the car Ms X was traveling in. Ms X and her friend then turned to me and my friends and asked. “but if you guys stay, who will be cooking dinner?” The nerve of them to ask me that?! I was so angry by then I just snapped back at them: “Its all in a bottle. Anyone can do it.” They looked surprised when I said that. I don’t know why they couldn’t do it even if it wasn’t in a bottle. Ms X always has comments about other people’s cooking, and she always claims to do better.  I guess I got my revenge when we were eating dinner that night (which wasn’t cooked by them again) and Ms X couldn’t finish her meal, and she explained that it was served to her by another friend who had given her a bit too much. Her friend than said to her: “Oh is it? Knowing you, I thought you were just getting that much and handling it from there.” Sweet sweet karma!

I want a redo of this road trip again. But I this time I think a smaller group with out those annoying people.