product placement.

also, i forgot to include this funny conversation i had today with dylan. after i'd woken up feeling like crap and wanting energy drinks, i proclaimed my sugarlust. he blankly stared at me for about five seconds before i realised just how retarded that last statement sounded as i replayed it in my head from his perspective.



i then proceeded to laugh and imagine what he would've thought had i said ANY of the alternatives.









..maybe it's just me who thinks of cher whenever "V" is mentioned.

what?!

you said i love you like the stars above, i'll love you til i die

today was friday. i say 'was' because it's now technically 1:30am saturday, but i'm still in the same frame of awake vs. sleep dictating my concept of time. anyway. my friday was mostly spent at dylan's house, freaking out about beetles and attempting to find all of the shit that fell out of my bag and behind his mattress. seriously, there's gotta be magnets down there, because every time i go over i leave my bag on his bed and come back with the impression i've just been frisked. empty bag, everything behind the bed. gosh.



so anyway, my day started at 1pm when i woke up after a mammoth sleep. i felt like a complete zombie, and slowly started to murmur my way into waking myself up. it didn't really work, and took a combined effort to actually shift me from unconsciousness to consciousness to willingness to move out of bed, and finally to coherent speech. the process took roughly an hour, cumulatively, and we eventually made our way to the shop down the road for iced coffee V. seriously, they have iced coffee energy drinks now. they're amazing. but they're also like, 10g of saturated fat, so stay the fuck away from them unless you want to look like me because they're delicious.





anyway, after a long day i called my mother for evac, who revealed to me she had like five guys over attempting to fix the airconditioner in the lounge, service all the other aircons,

HOLY SHIT MY CAT JUST BASHED INTO THE WALL AND SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME.

regain composure.

still shaking.

anyway.

..service all the aircons, fix the plumbing and all that other household crap, and she wasn't able to come and pick me up. so i called my father at work, and apparently there was a pre-arranged .. arrangement, i guess? for him to come and pick me up in like ten minutes from when i'd called. good thing i was awake, lol. so he eventually came to grab me, we went to mcdonalds and bought some coffee and burgers, and went home where i was given the usual "WHY DIDN'T YOU RING ME" and "WHY IS YOUR ROOM SUCH A MESS" and of course "WHY ARE YOU STILL IN YOUR WORK UNIFORM" (amongst many others) various complaints regarding the present lack of effort on my part.



i managed to somehow get through the hour spent bitching about how incompetent i apparently am, and we watched kung fu panda. mum then yelled at me about how their night was completely taken over by the children (of course she didn't actually object while watching the entire movie, nor when james went to put it on), and i eventually got my peace by turning my speakers up and putting on a cute rabbit video via youtube so she'd shut her mouth and start baawing instead. works like a charm, every time.

then she told me a story, which i'm too lazy to recount so i'll post the chatlog between dylan and i just a short moment ago:



did i ever show you a photo of my curtains? hmm.. i don't believe i did. here's one for reference:



trolololololol.

i have another 8.5 hour shift starting at 8:30am today which i'm just looking forward to so much of course. that's all from me now, i gotta get on with some work before cleaning my fishtank and heading off to sleep. you have yourself a lovely day today. :)

oh THERE'S my hatred of humanity, i wondered where it'd gotten to

today, i woke up at 7am on the dot to the sound of my phone singing minnie the moocher, blues brothers style! haha. so i made my way into the kitchen and grabbed an energy drink because the previous night i'd only had about four hours of sleep because i'm an idiot (of course) and surprisingly enough i felt pretty much spot on from there. showered, jumped into my uniform and headed to work. then i got showered in favouritism by my manager (which is just, the absolute bomb. seriously. i can do no wrong apparently) and made my way through the day.



updated my facebook status from my phone halfway through my day, and eventually it got to around fifteen minutes before closing time. i was feeling absolutely stuffed, it was just such a boring, uneventful day. then something a little unpleasant happened.



at the time i was dealing with this big ass line of customers on my own cuz my register back-up guy went to the toilet, and this lady came through. i try to be as friendly and super nice to people as possible, and... i treated her with so much respect, and when i offered her cashout at the end of the sale she was like 'yeah just take it up to $60 please' (meaning, the total eftpos transaction equals whatever her purchase costs + the extra money in cashout to make the total transaction $60, you probably know that but anyway) so yeah, i was like "alright then no worries, just give me a second and i'll grab a calculator and fix that right up for you."

her total sale was $34.63, and i had a big line + i'm really bad at off-the-top-of-my-head calculations and didn't want to mess up, but i couldn't find my calculator anywhere because the lazy fuckers i work with decide it's a fabulous idea to just move shit around and not put it back (case in point: every stanley knife ever) and so i said to this lady "look i'm really sorry, but i can't seem to find the calculator!" and she gave me this look, as if to say.. are you serious? you actually need a calculator? and i said "hmm.. what'd that be.." and i guessed the cashout total in my head, impressing myself and taking the total sale to $60.99. and i asked her was she happy with that amount because my maths wasn't quite adequate after 8 hours of mindless packaging (i was just joking with her, being friendly and stuff) and she's like "you're serious? did you quit grade 10 to work here or something?" and half smiled at me, real bitch.



so i gave her a nasty smile back, and i said to her, "why, is that what you did?" and she's like "what's that supposed to mean?" and i said "look, don't insult me. i'm being polite, i'm processing your sale. i could be out living, but i'm in here doing this. so do you want your cashout? i'm quite content to stand here forever and make all these tired people wait while you make up your mind." and she was like "just give me $20." so i processed her sale and told her to have a lovely afternoon.



if she complains to management, fuck her. i think our store manager knows quite explicitly that i'm not an unkind fool who just gives customers backchat. the next lady in line said "good one" to me. i then proceeded to shit bricks after realizing what i'd just done and served everyone at 2x speed. then it was hometime, and i got right out of there.

that's the first time in three years i've ever stood up to someone giving me crap about working at crazy clarks to their face.

Achievement Unlocked: Realised Self-Worth - 100G

now, about that special picture i promised you.

thanks for putting up with me, blog. you're gonna be a whole month old in a week!

she's perfect as she can be; why should i even bother

it's the first of december! traditionally, that means our family puts up the christmas tree and spends the day together getting the house all decorated and stuff. well, i guess since my nan died and i turned eighteen, traditions don't mean anything around here.. i put the entire tree up myself before, lights and tinsel and all. i'm leaving the decorating to james, who will no doubt yell at me for doing it without him. and i woke up late today from having put the tree up at like, 2am. twelve hours' sleep, beautiful. but yeah. woke up, and the whole house is empty. a little confusing, but i thought.. alright then, and walked outside of my stifling hot room.

i switched the air-conditioners on and went to look at my parrots to see if they were alright. it's very hot outside today. i went to open the screen door to my backyard when i noticed two green eyes staring right into mine. leo! my cat had been let outside and someone had forgotten to bring him in again. so i let him in and gave the parrots a spray so they'd be a little cooler, and i'm yet to fix up their food and water. i need to clean my fish bowl today too, i can't keep putting that off.

so here i am, alone. no tinsel up, no family to talk to. alright then. mum talks of how christmas this year is going to be horrible and pointless without my grandmother. she's one of those people who just doesn't see any point to hoping for the best outcome. she just takes it at face value and says, it's going to be awful. why even bother. so, to combat her way of thinking which i usually always disagree with, i'm going to decorate the whole goddamn house by myself. but first i'm going to have coffee and pasta alfredo because i'm really hungry.

i really can't be bothered drawing anything right now, but i'll do you a special drawing when i'm finished my chores okay? love <3 p.s. i did end up kicking that bad mood. i always do! ^_^

do do dobeedo *piano solo*

it's 2:25 in the morning, on a tuesday. updates! my monday shift i ended up not being able to work due to illness and lack of transport, so i gave work a ring and it turns out it was only a three hour shift anyway. the good news is, i scored a seven hour shift today from 11-6! more money for me. the bad news is i'm still awake, and not tired so chances are it's a good thing i now have milk and coffee because i'm sure as hell gonna need it in a few hours.

monday night (last night, a few hours ago) was the replacement christmas party (because the last one was cancelled due to "rain", lol). we had it at pizza hut this time, it seems somebody decided to use the noggin and plan something indoors and not confined to weather restrictions. anyway, it was a decent night! we had the usual secret santa shebang, although i didn't get a gift, but i managed to swipe a box of unclaimed ferreros ;) like i need more lard on me. my secret santa recipient didn't show up either, making me sadface. :c



ooh, i hit 10k gamerscore just before. how lame? but not to worry, it was a string of 25G achievements in a row, and i was on 9875 so it's not like i spent four hours just earning ten million 5G achievements. i found like, seven skulls and got a cumuluative achievement for doing that, then a couple ODST achievements which are total balls. i'm lazy, tired, and you wouldn't believe the migraine i've had spanning the course of the last four or five days. it's ridiculous. i've been bringing up stomach acid too (because you needed to know that). i'll even illustrate it for you, you guys.



see the green stuff? anyway, i've not been feeling particularly flash. i think i ate too much tonight. well, i didn't eat a heap, but it felt like it. pizza always makes me feel disgusting and sick a few hours afterwards. i knowingly induce this pain for its temporary greasy deliciousness. i never have pizza, it's a rare treat. you'd never guess it, would you.

so, now that i've got a considerable amount of money saved up, it's time to work towards common saving goals. xbox games are exempt from these goals. i've got $500 stockpiled for that cause alone, for the boxing day sales. it's gonna be riotous, so at least i'm prepared this year. last year i walked out of harvey norman with assassin's creed II, four guitar hero games and a $4 copy of oblivion. hopefully i'll have a few more titles after christmas! oh, crap. remind me to tell work i'm unavailable for a week in december. U2 concert is so close. i'm so goddamn excited, it's starting to become something quite difficult to suppress.

oh god, i'm a fat slob and people took photos of me tonight. hopefully nobody will be unkind enough to tag me in them on facebook (which is inevitably where they will end up). thank god i have a curtain of hair. a very long curtain of hair, actually, i didn't realise just how filthily long it's grown since i last straightened it out lol. it's halfway down my back. considering i was going to chop it once it surpassed shoulder length some time ago, that's some pretty slack upkeep there yvette. tsk.



well it's now half-past two in the morning, so i'd better think about scooting off to sleep. my parents aren't going to be able to take me to work on-time, so i'm hoping to get up early so i can walk without being in a hurry, and sweating all my makeup off. this weather is so foul, i hate it. hurry up december storms. that's all from me until next time, hopefully work won't be half as busy as it was on sunday. love<3

you've killed god.

oh god. today was sunday, and it was the busiest shift i have ever worked in my life. basically, we had our big christmas sale today: 25% off everything in christmas-ware excluding food and various shit that doesn't scan because it's gay, and a further 20% off the total of all transactions! that basically equates to a shitload of savings, quite elegantly put by yours truly. anyway, it was ridiculous. we had three registers fully banked up at multiple points during the day, going psycho trying to bag and process all the people. it's such a little store for the quantity of people that came through today, so it was a bit of a stretch.



and of course it doesn't help when you've got managers telling you not to discount anybody spending less than $10, or people who have christmas items, or anything of that nature when there's clearly no signage to illustrate such conditions. it further irritates me when there's no fucking prices on ANYTHING in the store, and i bear the brunt of the angry hoards of people wanting stickers. prices on stock is a basic consumer right, and it's filthy how lazy our organization is. nonetheless, it pays me. and it's the only thing willing to do that, so i'm sticking with it for now.

mind you, i've been eighteen for almost a week now, and there's no pay raise in sight for me until a week from now at the earliest. as i said, slack. but i don't want to jeopardize my shitty little corner store job just yet. anyone know of any jobs going in townsville? gosh, you'd make my life easier. anyway.

man, it feels like i haven't been on my xbox in ages. it's been at least six days since i sat down and had a decent gaming sesh. i haven't had this much work in ages. also, i am depressed because the ENTIRE DAY, i reminded myself that i *needed* to buy milk and coffee after my shift. and it finally rolls around to 4:46, and i realise: my wallet isn't in my handbag. i left it at home. fuck. so i'm going to be screwed tomorrow morning without my waker-upperer. oh well. i might be able to run to coles and grab a redbull.


(why can't they understand our love?)

here's my ingenious plan: since my mother has an appointment tomorrow at 9:30 and my shift at work doesn't start until 10, i'm going to put my best sad face on and beg for another hour on top of my shift tomorrow. hey, an extra set of hands in the morning could fix four aisles of stock in that time, and make it look pretty after the tornado of customers today. plus i'll be in my uniform and everything, they've gotta let me in, right? ohh i hope so.



wow. my hand's bleeding. gross. alright well, it's like seventeen past eleven at night and i've got another early start tomorrow. i'm neutral about this. here's to tuesday; my day off, and potentially a day for my xbox. love<3