Tuesday, June 15, 2010

182 today alone

hello :)

so i think i made a mistake at work today. cause i'm a loser. so we'll see if i get a phone call tomorrow. if not, then hopefully i'm all good HAHA.

on the other hand, i've just worked the entire long weekend. pay day is gonna be so fucking goooooood! after this, i SWEAR i will save money. no more shopping. there is nothing else i want. i swearrrrrrr! well i want to save up for a new camera.. and a portabe hard drive... and omfg, shut up amanda no one wants to know your shopping list. lol.

tall people fart.. and the short people smell it.

when short people fart, the ants gotta tank it. HAHAHAHA.

it's only 12 AM :( ! i'm tired. but not sleepy... hence mega super random post :D !

i'm sick at the moment. i have the flu. i totally blame the weather.. and lynden and jess and everyone else i know that is sick. and YES, THE FLU IS CONTAGIOUS. IT CAN BE TRANSMITTED THROUGH TEXT/FB/MSN. don't lie, i'm sick and that is the only explanation.

omgsh, this is why i fucked up at work. screw you all.

i need a hair cut.

OMGSH! you know what is reaaaaaaaaally annoying? when maccas turns a beautiful plastic container of mc chicken sauce.. IN TO THESE FUCKING LITTLE SATCHELS OF "REAL MAYONAISE" ! I DO NOT WANT TO BUY YOUR LITTLE SQUEEZY BAG I WANT MY POT OF AWESOME DIPPABLE.....NESS.

my engrish is sho fail.

two customers thought i was filo today. only one thought i was jap. the rest didn't give a fuck and didn't bother to ask. loooool wtf. no one at highschool/uni everr thought i was anything but chiet (chinese/viet). now suddenly it's either filo or jap. amazing...

fuck my nose is so runny and disgusting. i'm coughing a little. i'll buy buttermenthol tomorrow. ooh yes, tomorrow. i want to go out tomorrow. but i might be working.. which i wouldn't mind since i need the money. gosh, everything is about money. i hate money.

i love jap food though. i'm craving jap food. oh that reminds me, i've decided i don't want to marry a chef anymore. i will marry a mathematician and he will add, subtract, multiply and divide everything for me and we'll live happily ever after. we could always eat out. or i could learn to cook..

ohhh, that's my goal for these holidays. learning to cook. and i don't mean cakes and stuff. cause those can come pre-mixed. i want dishes. asian shit my mum serves. then she can teach me and i'll go on master chef and epicly fail and sell my failure to whoever's willing to feed me.

by the way, from watching underbelly i have realised that it IS actually an advantage to be born beautiful. cause kim had no money/job, all she had were her looks and she became a high class hooker, dropped her shitty boyfriend like he dropped her cat and became mega kick-ass awesome. i asked myself if i would've done the same in her position..

no.

HAHA. simply cause.......... ew...

yeah i'm childish.

shut up.

go away.

kim is really cool though.

and hot.

in her position, i would've leapt off after the cat. LOL JK! but yeah, would've applied for rubi shoes and you know.. been a low class skank selling cheap shoes :) ! OH WAIT! doesn't that sound familiar.......?

back to work, like two days ago jess's friend asked me for my number. i think that was the first time someone asked.. well as long as far as i can remember. in that context.

the first thing i thought of was our store number. which i really can't remember, i'm a bad employee. second was elva, cause we have this on going argument where she thinks that asking for numbers are the way to go but i believe you should just add them on fb/msn. if you think about it, if you have them on fb you can pretty much stalk them and know what kind of person they are in 5 minutes. think of all the time you're saving! plus talking on the phone can be awkward.. those long silences where you just think, shit my credit is goingggg...

i also have this fear where i think giving out my number randomly will equal to prank calls, telemarkets and like those random messages you get sent and charged for. what a paranoid bitch. yeah, i know.





the end.

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