Ohai there earthlings.
I am here to destroy you. But no seriously I love you all for no apparent reason.
Today I worked four three hours at my grandmothers partners business scanning and filing things like a pro. Then I went for a walk into Rundle Mall and bought a new straightener and a new jumper. I may have spent about a hundred dollars that I wasn’t supposed to spend, but god help me, I wanted to. I did a good deed though and shouted Matthew lunch. Because I’m awesome. And then I got a call, and my wonderful day was ruined with the prospect of actually having to work more at the hotel. So I spent six hours there making pizzas for overly fat people and not getting drunk with my supervisors. Not at all. I threw some fries into a sink and burnt a pizza, but that was sort of the height of my failure. I love Wednesday nights at work. I made like twelve pizzas and one bread and it was really exciting. It was very chill.
In other news, yesterday I went to my ‘Drug Diversion Meeting’ and it was surprisingly good. I wasn’t grilled about my drug use or anything, and the woman interviewing me actually acknowledged that I am at the age where people experiment with drugs, which was fairly amazing. And I also got all this awesome information for my presentation that I have to give to get back into school.
Hold on, I should probably explain what the fuck im talking about. I got excluded from school for ten weeks because I was found in possession of ‘drug paraphernalia’. This is also known as a pipe. They called the police and I was all unhappy about life, and then I realised I had ten weeks of school and life was fucking awesome again. It probably seems like im not taking it seriously but the thing is, I know what dope can do to you, and I made and informed choice when I chose to smoke it. I wasn’t completely ignorant. And plus. It’s not like im going t fail school because im doing all the work they’re sending me, joining and gym and working two jobs at the same time. As well as spending ever Thursday at VET in Piltarilla. SO anyone who accuses me of being a slacker can go suck a fuck, in the words of Donnie Darko, Hero of the nation.
And I found out that my boss is resigning, so my apprenticeship is in the hands of a completely new person, which is sort of stressful. It just means I have to impress someone completely different to ensure that my future is actually going to end up how I wanted it. I don’t want to spend the net two years trudging through school, hating every second of it, and getting pimples from year twelve stress. That’ a bad prospect, and im not keen. This blog post is actually complete procrastination because right now I’m supposed to be doing a two thousand work assignment of coffee for VET tomorrow, but I really don’t want to so I decided midnight was a really awesome time to actually go through with my promise of a thousand word post. No one actually wants to read one thousand words of me blathering on about my average life, and all the average things that happen to average little me, but you know, DEAL WITH IT. In a nice way, hooker.
This is the halfway mark, which deserves something equally as half way to make it awesome. SO the halfway fact of today is that I am doing this instead of writing in my journal. Tomorrow night I will write a journal entry, and then the next night I will be back to good old blogger, my faithful friend that only goes away when my computer gets attacked by a barrage of viruses and Trojan horse’s. I should also probably make a start on my chemistry and literacy work, which are also on my to do list of today. Oh well, guess that isn’t going to happen. I would like to train horses, but im really scared of them kicking me in the face. I can’t imagine that would be the greatest experience. Also, today I wondered how they make sweet and sour sauce sweet AND sour. It’s a very strange concept, but what are you going to do. I never worked out the answer, and I’m thinking of goggling it, but I am not really sure whether I want to know enough to type the whole thing into the search box. That’s right, I’m a lazy motherfucker, what are you going to do.
I think I’m going to get an undercut tomorrow, just to be an individual, but im not really sure, so I guess I’ll figure it out when I go to Dans. I think the only reason I worked tonight was for the extra money because I owe my mum something like eight hundred dollars, which isn’t exactly the most exciting thing in the world. My next paycheck will be going straight to her. The whole three hundred dollars worth. Speaking of paychecks, I should probably give my hours in to the office so I can get paid for that as well. That way I have a little cash for myself. I also owe my boyfriend two hundred and fifty dollars because he always buys my heaps of things and I feel bad, so I think I should pay him back, but that’s obviously after I’ve paid mum for my phone bills. That’s right, eight hundred dollars from overusing my phone. I am a tard.
I am also fifty words off finishing this, so I am going to bid you farewell now, and go do some actual work that actually means something in the grand scheme of life. Like learning about coffee. I should do that. It sounds like fun right?
No.
GOODBYE!
