hey blog. it's ten past eight in the morning of the second of january, 2011. lol i just typed 2010, and had to backtrack. anyway, i've got a few hours until i have to be at work so i figured since i'm staying up all morning like an idiot i might as well come and share some random thoughts with you for the morning, seeing as nobody talks to me on facebook any more it seems.
it's funny how people shop at crazy clarks for a reason. it's funny how people don't shop at crazy clarks for a reason. but it's most funny how both reasons are one and the same: it's bloody cheap. i tend to take most notice of this around gift-giving times like birthdays and christmases. it's funny when you receive things you know the exact price of because they came from your store. i can't help but wonder whether people purposely bought from crazy clarks to tick me off, or just bought from there and forgot. and when it comes to giving gifts myself, the same thoughts run through my head, as if everyone knows what comes from crazy clarks and what doesn't. gosh.
hmmm. i'm sitting here listening to the ministry of sound annual 2011 compilation, and it's ticking me off a bit i have to say. i'd rather be listening to something a little classier, but i'm sick of all my music so i can't really win today. i really wish i didn't have to work today. if there's one thing i'm completely sick of, over, and unmotivated for, it's going to crazy clarks. don't get me wrong, it's not a bad place to work.. i just hate it. i want something different and new, that's easy to get into the routine of, with a uniform, and with flexible hours. obviously such a perfect job is unheard of and thus i am stuck at crazy clarks. the hatred is strong.
guess what? it's the second day into the new year and i haven't had mcdonalds yet. and i cleaned my room! i'm going so well. haha. i found a whole heap of coins i had stashed away, so today i'm taking them into work and changing them into more manageable change and buying some goddamn lunch. $3.75 macaroni and $3 energy drink. can't go wrong, really. considering how little sleep i've had, anyway. once i get this slog out of the way, i'll come home and sleep, and devise an exercise routine so i can stop being such a lard. i'm also thinking about how i'm going to utilize my time this year. i was thinking about deferring and earning money, but instead i think i'll take just two subjects in the new semester and work part time instead so i get decent hours and shift some of my degree at the same time.
say, i'm looking forward to tomorrow. i'm going to have dylan over and we're going to make our way through the firefight maps on halo 3 ODST for a crappy 80G, and hopefully knock over some heroic campaign missions if that gets boring too. fun times right? hopefully i'll have had more sleep before then. anyway, that about does me for my morning thoughts. i'm also going to try harder to track what money i'm earning week by week, and see if i can devise some kind of ordered schedule for saving for this flipping piano.
it's too early for me to bother drawing things.
love<3
Showing posts with label is christmas seriously over whoa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label is christmas seriously over whoa. Show all posts
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Saturday, December 25, 2010
hiatus? what hiatus?
christmas to me, usually involves the painstaking consumption of roughly 20 litres of water to encourage my poor bowels to shift me to a rapid state of consciousness at 4am so i can inspect my hoard of christmas presents left by santa. this year was different. hi, i'm yvette and i'm eighteen now. my childhood is officially dead, and this christmas couldn't have said it any clearer.
so i went to sleep at 8:19pm christmas eve after a full day of work at crazy clarks being fucked around and having my patience tested to the bone after several stuffups involving the counting of the registers, leaving me to walk home in the rain two hours after my shift was meant to end (fortunately a kind soul picked me up and dropped me to my house, cancelling out the depressing end point there which makes for somewhat bland storytelling but i'm not gonna lie to you, c'mon). semi-soaked yvette walked into the freezing airconditioned house she takes permanent residence in, blasts a burning fireball of rage at everything and everybody in her wake, and falls asleep straight after.
and that's where my day began today, at 10am. not even realising what my little brother was yelling at me about, i fumbled in my interrupted sleep for my phone to no avail, and it wasn't until i looked at my door that i realised the deflated santa stocking hanging from the doorknob. it's bloody christmas day. what in the hell?
so i attempted to stir up some childlike thrill and happiness over the fact that the day which comes but once a year is upon us, and i have gifts to rip open like the nintendo 64 kid, yelling at all and sundry about how goddamn happy i am to be alive. open stocking:
- twilight laptop bag
- blue and black swing bag for like, the beach and stuff
- adorable little plush teddy sitting in a red bean bag
i just imagined the whole santa scenario in my head.
lol. presents were really, really light this year compared to over the years, mostly because of U2. with santana next march we won't have an easter. gotta love the westernization of the jesus story. presents when he's born, chocolates when he's dead. sweet. anyway, i got a graphics tablet from dylan (who has instructed me that i best be inserting how much i love him, roughly around here) which i'm totally loving. it's wicked. and i realised earlier that i'd forgotten to send off the christmas cards i made for people, which is just like me tbh but oh well. my bad. i'm a terrible terrible person who forgot it was christmas on christmas morning.
aside from mourning the death of my childhood, i did manage to do some constructive reading towards applying for my queensland learner driver's license. nope, still don't have it. will i ever? probably not. so i'm pretty much sitting here munching on chocolates like a fat slob and wondering how my day is going to pan out tomorrow now that the roads are closed and my planned trip to cairns (and associated days off work) have hit the dust in the box of my ruined intentions. i'm probably going to spend money like a maniac, but i'm hoping i'll be better this year. i'm planning on having my digital piano by next august. that's like, seven months to save up $4000. i won't be able to do it, but if i tell myself that's what i want enough, maybe i'll get like halfway there before i blow it all on xbox games again.
so, you're most likely wondering what was with the extended absence? i've taken a break from fivetune thoughtvine simply because i realised how how little privacy i've got. i believe certain individuals to be common viewers and so i figured roughly two weeks away would deter them from stalking me like crazy loons and i reckon it's worked. so here i am, back again. it's been difficult to resist just jumping back on here and bitching about work, but there you go. i saved you the angst. and now i might as well catch up on some sleep. and if you own a graphics tablet, the first thing that usually comes to mind when somebody says they've got one is 'i wonder what their first picture was!'
gosh, would i be right?
my very first ever picture EVER on my new tablet was of a banshee, and i did it in three minutes exactly. it's crap, and so very evident of what little skill i possess. here's my crappy picture.
MERRY CHRISTMAS! xxx
so i went to sleep at 8:19pm christmas eve after a full day of work at crazy clarks being fucked around and having my patience tested to the bone after several stuffups involving the counting of the registers, leaving me to walk home in the rain two hours after my shift was meant to end (fortunately a kind soul picked me up and dropped me to my house, cancelling out the depressing end point there which makes for somewhat bland storytelling but i'm not gonna lie to you, c'mon). semi-soaked yvette walked into the freezing airconditioned house she takes permanent residence in, blasts a burning fireball of rage at everything and everybody in her wake, and falls asleep straight after.
and that's where my day began today, at 10am. not even realising what my little brother was yelling at me about, i fumbled in my interrupted sleep for my phone to no avail, and it wasn't until i looked at my door that i realised the deflated santa stocking hanging from the doorknob. it's bloody christmas day. what in the hell?
so i attempted to stir up some childlike thrill and happiness over the fact that the day which comes but once a year is upon us, and i have gifts to rip open like the nintendo 64 kid, yelling at all and sundry about how goddamn happy i am to be alive. open stocking:
- twilight laptop bag
- blue and black swing bag for like, the beach and stuff
- adorable little plush teddy sitting in a red bean bag
i just imagined the whole santa scenario in my head.
lol. presents were really, really light this year compared to over the years, mostly because of U2. with santana next march we won't have an easter. gotta love the westernization of the jesus story. presents when he's born, chocolates when he's dead. sweet. anyway, i got a graphics tablet from dylan (who has instructed me that i best be inserting how much i love him, roughly around here) which i'm totally loving. it's wicked. and i realised earlier that i'd forgotten to send off the christmas cards i made for people, which is just like me tbh but oh well. my bad. i'm a terrible terrible person who forgot it was christmas on christmas morning.
aside from mourning the death of my childhood, i did manage to do some constructive reading towards applying for my queensland learner driver's license. nope, still don't have it. will i ever? probably not. so i'm pretty much sitting here munching on chocolates like a fat slob and wondering how my day is going to pan out tomorrow now that the roads are closed and my planned trip to cairns (and associated days off work) have hit the dust in the box of my ruined intentions. i'm probably going to spend money like a maniac, but i'm hoping i'll be better this year. i'm planning on having my digital piano by next august. that's like, seven months to save up $4000. i won't be able to do it, but if i tell myself that's what i want enough, maybe i'll get like halfway there before i blow it all on xbox games again.
so, you're most likely wondering what was with the extended absence? i've taken a break from fivetune thoughtvine simply because i realised how how little privacy i've got. i believe certain individuals to be common viewers and so i figured roughly two weeks away would deter them from stalking me like crazy loons and i reckon it's worked. so here i am, back again. it's been difficult to resist just jumping back on here and bitching about work, but there you go. i saved you the angst. and now i might as well catch up on some sleep. and if you own a graphics tablet, the first thing that usually comes to mind when somebody says they've got one is 'i wonder what their first picture was!'
gosh, would i be right?
my very first ever picture EVER on my new tablet was of a banshee, and i did it in three minutes exactly. it's crap, and so very evident of what little skill i possess. here's my crappy picture.
MERRY CHRISTMAS! xxx
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