Never Established

What a day of ups and downs, I tell you. Total frustration as I realise I don’t even have an idea for this years entry into the Essay Competition. Absolute bliss as I find out that my laptop is here [Photos will be posted as soon as my Digital camera gets new batteries]. More frustration as I can’t find my notepad. Desperation as I get closer and closer to the deadline. Happiness when my Aunt calls me, and annoyance when a friend of Mum’s scoffs because Mum says she has no money. [Which is true. It's a long story, just trust me when I say that Mum doesn't have many funds.]

So, yeah. It’s been a long day. I’m mostly trying to focus on the essay competition, so I’ll be going now. Sorry. ;-; I’ll make a longer post tomorrow, okay?

Inspecting the Establishments

Alan: I won’t, I promise. Seriously. XD

Hevn: Man, tequila tastes like metho. No, it’ll be vodka and orange juice for me….*looks at Alan and runs away, leaving the Vodka behind her*

Flynn: That might work for you, but Mrs Cruice is there and she expects me to be sweet and innocent. >.>

Gah, gah, and triple gah. I’m trying to do an introduction for the Shakespeare performance I have to do, but it just isn’t clicking. The introduction is the most important part of the entire performance. I’m doing Macbeth, playing lady Macbeth, and although I understand the play [probably better than anyone else in my class -- for some reason I just have a talent understanding characters etc] it just won’t come. I think the problem is that I have to use the language of Discourse [and no one outside Queensland will understand that, I think] at the same time retain the feeling that I’m talking to peers as an audience instead of lecturing. Discourse is a very formal language, and so it just doesn’t fit.

On top of that, I want to enter this competition, the deadline of which is on Tuesday. So…I have to get cracking. I’m glad that tomorrow is still the weekend, otherwise I’d be in so much trouble.

So I’m kind of worried, admittedly. I’m thinking of taking the advice of this person, but I’m far too sensible for that. I’m thinking perhaps if I just stay up really really late, then the effect will be the same.

Fingers crossed.

John Cleese is my God

Today’s been a very lazy Saturday. I did almost nothing. Half-way through watching the only episode of Andromeda I’ve ever seen, however, there was a knock at the door. Thinking it was Jo from next door, I just call out, “Who’s there?” in a joking voice. And the reply was, “You don’t know me.” I’m like, “o.O?” but I answer the door anyway. It’s this lady who wants to do a survey. Kind of annoyed because I was actually starting to warm up to this Andromeda business, I let her in. The survey was about issues that teens deal with most in our society. So with a shrug I say I’ll do the survey. Mum signed the permission form and retired to her hammock about a metre and a half away. The lady opens the booklet and asks the first question. “What is the most serious issue facing teens at the moment.”

I give my reply and she moves on and asks me to pick something out of a list. I choose Exam Pressure, and we go on. There’s a list of things and I have to say whether or not I’ve ever done these actions. “Do you ever drink alcohol?” “Do you ever drink too much alcohol?”

Que embarassed silence on my behalf. My mum is little more than a metre away, and almost all of those questions from that point were about drinking. How much I’d had to drink in the past month, how much in the past three weeks, how much in the past six months, what brands I preferred, what do I think could happen if I drank to much, how much I would care about parents losing respect for me if I drank too much, if what my friends were drinking influenced my habits, if I thought I drink more or less in the last few months, how much I think friends drink, and so on. I thought I was going to die. It just isn’t something you talk about to your mother. Luckily, however, the answers had a corresponding number, so I just said that instead of the real answer.

I was planning to do some assignments today, but as it’s a 3 Day Weekend, I decided to put it off…or perhaps I didn’t even decide, and just put it off anyway, lol.

This thread r0×0r my s0×0r. Go to it, now.

In other news, happy 3 day weekend Friday! I love going to a boarding school so much. We have this neato little thing called “Home weekend” in the middle of the term, where the boarders are allowed to go home to visit their parents. We get the Monday off so that the boarders will have a full weekend; they go down on Friday afternoon, spend the weekend at home, and come back on Monday.

Effectively, this means we, as day students, get the Monday off as well. And because I no longer work and home weekend means that there is no musical, I have a completely free weekend!

*passes around the Marshmellows*

Inpecting The Establishments

Alan: It feels like bliss. Ask me in a few months when I’m broke and the answer might be a little different.

Flynn: But chances are, you didn’t spend the entire time catering to other people’s needs, mmm?

I’m so glad I don’t have to experience O week for another couple of years, yet.

I’ve done my last shift ever. How cool is that? And the last two were fantastic [except all the customers were kind of annoyed for no reason, but who cares about them?]. I had Kel as a manager both nights, and she’s really easy going and down to earth. As well as that, she’s only too happy to take over the tills and such, because she used to be a Cashier herself and she likes doing those sorts of things. So she’d pop on a headset and take over drive, leaving me to get ready to close and to bludge. So it was a really nice and relaxing shift for me. Also, because I closed, it meant that I didn’t need to count the tills, so I was just serving and cleaning all night, so it was great! The girl who worked with me hasn’t been there long, though, so she kind of got on my nerves a bit. I think she was kind of out of it, today, and she was really tired, so I think that’s probably why.

All in all, a great way to finish my term at RR.

Yesterday’s post was kind of a bit dramatic, but that was because I was tired. So very, very tired. My eyes flew open at 4 am and I went, “I’m awake. Why the hell am I awake now?” and I didn’t go back to sleep, lol. Plus, I was working that night, so all I had to look foward to was a 19 hour day. But I’m better now, though still a bit tired.

Mr H gave me an extension until Thursday to hand in my Drama assignment, so it’s all good on that front, too. I am less panicky about handling school and my life. And now that I’ve finished work, I’m not even remotely worried.

…

….

…Okay, perhaps just a little, but nothing serious.

I was dreaming just before I woke up, though, and I came up with an idea for an RPG, in my sleep. It’s not really very established yet, but the idea is there. Thus far I’ve told James and Alan about it, and the responses were “Wow, that’s an awesome idea!” and “Flesh it out, woman!” Respectively. I’m taking the exclaimation marks as a good sign. More will come when I expand it a little bit, hee.

Plug time! Alan has recently set up a forum called La mort de Dieu [Translated it means the death of God, but don't let that stop you. It isn't an anti/religious place]. It’s very cool and the design just makes me want to through myself on Alan’s feet and worship him, hee. So check it out. Now! I order you!

Establishment Issues

Alan: If that was a typo, you suck, but it’s still funny. If it wasn’t, you suck harder. XP

Mimmi: You aren’t wrong. I used to do Boxercise and I loved it. Especially since I was going through some teenage agnst at the time. It was yummy-violent!

Mitch: I haven’t seen you in ages! Where have you been? I need to talk to you more often, lol.

Working double shifts isn’t even legal here, unless you mean two, y’know, 3 hour shifts or something. o.o; As for the real world, it can kiss my arse, haha. I don’t have to have a job at this point, and it’s a distraction I don’t need. I don’t mind the working so much, really. It’s just that I know school is suffering because of it, and at this point school is more important.

Work was good, but work still sucks, because I’ve realised that it’s completely screwed up my school stuff. I’ve had no time to do anything; any homework, any assignments, and I’m working again tonight, which means I’m screwed. I’ve got a drama assignment due tomorrow, and a ‘pop quiz’ for BCT [what a ridiculous concept.] today. I haven’t completed any homework what so ever.

This is just a nightmare.

Watch this space. I may be a couple days.

I. Hate. Working.

So much.

This is the second weekend that I haven’t had a weekend. >.> Saturday I work during my most productive hours [11-5] and Sunday I wake up at 11, go to Musical at 1, and then go straight to work and don’t get back until about 8! Which means, effectively, while other people are getting a break from the hectic week, I get, “Your order comes to 12.95, if that’s all, please proceed to the drive through window.”

I am so glad this is my last weekend doing this. I don’t think I can stand it any longer. ;-;

No school for me to day. I was feeling really crappy last night [thus my abscence, for those that wondered] and went to bed at about 7. Slept pretty restlessly, waking up a couple of times, and then I woke up about 7 [with a bit of a tight chest], to lie there for a while and wait for Mum. When she didn’t come in [by 7 she's usually yelling at us], I got up myself, worried that she’d slept in.

She hadn’t. She and the next door neighbour were having a cup of coffee. So I got a drink and that was when I realised I couldn’t breathe properly. Just when my ribs ended, in either side, about a handspan across, it was like there was a metal vice around me. Once I realised that, I could barely pant for breath, I was getting to panicky. I was scared witless. Thankfully, however, the next door neighbour is some sort of pressure point wierdo [you know, the massage type people?] and she started tapping me on the head and poking me in a point about two fingers down from my collarbone. And it actually eased the muscle in my side, lol.

But I decided that was enough drama for the day, and went back to bed.

When I woke up again, Mum was on the computer and she’s just now ordered my laptop, yay! I don’t know what it looks like, but I specifically told her to make it ’shiny’, so I’m sure it’ll be purdy. And really, purdy is all I care about, haha. I’ll post pictures when I get it.

Hope you’re all well and enjoyed Valentine’s Day. *huggles James*

Alan: Haha. Yeah. *does her shexy pose*

Liam: …In the context of the post, that’s kinda gross! >.> *huggles anyway*

I think someone was looking down on me with a smile today, because while I didn’t have a brilliant day, things certainly happened that benifitted me. ^_^

Just little things. I didn’t do my BCT homework because I seriously dislike my BCT teacher [and I just didn't get around to it]. We were all sitting there going, “Please don’t let her be here, just make her away today,”…and a substitute walks in. Stuff like that has just been happening all day, and so it’s been kind of tranquil.

I’ve got to get to my Drama assignment, so I’d better get going. I was planning to post something deep and meaningful, but I guess I’m a puddle rather than a well today. ^_^;

I’m not sure the post before this one showed up, but I’ll hope, anyway. I know it did for a while, but then it disappeared on me. Sometimes I hate the internet. However, it seems to be all good, so I’m very happy! ^_^

The last few days have been pretty good, although I just can’t seem to shake this headache. It’s just constant, and it’s driving me nuts.

[A pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel down his pants. The barman goes, "What the f*ck?" and the pirate replies, "Argh, it drives me nuts." Ever.]

I just cuaght up on my homework, although there’s a bit in BCT that I just don’t understand, and it was, of course, due in on Friday. I’m planning to get some Shakespeare done for English and Drama [Drama first, because it's due first.] I need to write a review on this play we went to go see [You know the guy whose name I don't know? Yeah, his play.]. And after that, I’m hopefully going to photocopy and start learning Macbeth — I’m doing a monologue and duologue for English and Drama respectively. Should be okay. I’ll get a head start in it and hopefully be fine once we get to the asessment…in front of panel.

The very thought of going in front of panel makes me go cold. And not just in the figurative sense. It’s like all the blood in my hands rushes out of them and hits my head. My hands just turn to ice and I feel dizzy from all the blood in my head. I know in my head that it’s a stupid reaction, and it’s generally fine unless I think about it. The odd thing is that I’ve been doing speech and drama since year 3, and I’m a freaking Drama Queen of extreme proportions. I love the spotlight [as long as it's onstage, not off], I love being a character I’m not, and I just don’t understand why going in front of a couple more teachers turns me to ice.

Realistically, Mrs Cruice will almost certainly be on the panel, and I know how much she loves me. Sounds arrogant, but she’s the one who keeps encouraging me to do these writing things, and she’s always very proud when I do well in them. She’s always taking me aside and telling me about another competition and stuff like that. Mrs Taylor is my CLP teacher, so she knows me quite well to. In fact, most of the teachers know me, so it shouldn’t be scary.

I guess I’ll just have to deal with it and suck it in, because if I want to get an A or B, it’s almost impossible unless you perform for Panel.

:/

Inpecting The Establishments

Alan: Ignoring the fact that you spelt ‘your’ incorrectly [which I so thoughtfully corrected for you] you don’t need to run, just hide certain things. ^.~

Whew. I’ve done it. Handed in my letter of resignation. As of the 22nd of February, I will no longer be an employee of Red Rooster. I was really nervous last night, actually, but it all went off without a hitch. Although I did forget to ask for a reference. >.>

So life should be easier now! ^_^ That’s really all I have to say this post.

Also, I’m going to start replying to comments in my extended post. Yay for proper usage of free software!

Oh, one more thing; from now on, if people link me to a site during an IM chat, without telling me what it is, I refuse to click on the damn link. I don’t care if it’s the funniest thing in the world, I won’t do it. Everyone has been linking me to random stuff lately, and it’s just getting tedious. >.>

*yawns* So tired.

Reviewing the Establishments:

Alan: Family holidays are cool. I’ll take you on one, one day. ^_^

Flynn: The truth in one sentence. And who says philosophy isn’t easy? Seriously, thank you. ^_^

Mimmi: *glomp* Luffs you too.

I was kind of a mess this morning. I’d dreamt about my Dad and woke up totally depressed. It’s funny, you know, because some days it doesn’t mean a thing to you; it’s like it happened to someone else and you don’t even remember you’re missing someone in your life. And then some days, like this morning, it’s like your heart is being ripped out all over again.

I found my diary of the last holiday our family had together. I was just able to write then, and I was left handed as well and really struggled, but I did it. Whenever my sister wrote, I always made sure to include a reason. There’s one line, “Andy’s writing this because the pen wouldn’t work,” and when I read it or think about it, I can honestly remember telling her to say that. I always find it weird to know that if Mum hadn’t insisted on going on that holiday, I wouldn’t have remembered our last holiday together, because two weeks after that, Dad was dead.

I think I was just so emotional because I was so tired. I was a lot better after I slept.

Went to Brisbane last night, to go see Shakespeare’s Villains by some English guy I’ve never heard of. Brilliant performance, in my opinion. Who would think that one guy could stand on stage for nigh on two hours, with no other actors and no props, but still be entertaining and dynamic? I loved the way English [honestly, I do not know his name] used the stage to great effect, and the lighting to even greater effect. His energy was through the roof, and his knowledge about Shakespeare and his villains was just fantastic. All in all, I loved it, and I reccomend that you go see the Guy I’ve Never Heard of! ^_^

You know the guy, N., I was talking about in my last post? Well, the day after, I was talking to one of the girls at work and I mentioned something about the boys that were there [From Saint Mary's]. And she’s like, “Saint Mary’s boys are trouble. They’ve got this great, nice, wonderful side of them, and then there’s another, evil side.” And I’m like, “Oh, okay.” Sort of registered it, but sort of not.

On the bus last night, however, I found out that the ‘really nice guy’, N., had actually said to some guys at the party something along the lines of ‘I’m gonna fuck every girl here’. So I guess the girl from work was right, and I’m really quite pleased nothing happened.

Because, in actual fact, N. got nothing all night, from anyone. Ah, sweet satisfaction. XD

Pity he was so cute. >.>

Also, I’ve just started to type up my Letter of Resignation.

And I’ve been offered the chance to do a 1st semester Uni course for Accounting. It isn’t in the 1st term, which means I’ll have a lot more free time in order to do it in, and it’s pretty much a blanket course, so the credits will go to any business degree I do. Plus, it’s free! So I think I’m going to accept. Cool, neh?

To everyone I haven’t seen in the past few days, I am still alive! For some reason, this first weekend back at school was really busy, but it shouldn’t be like this from now on.

Friday I went to work, and I burnt my arm, which was not cool. I burnt it on the warmer accidently. It was really busy that night, too, but I’m not going to bore you with those details.

On Saturday, I woke up about 11 or something and then had to go out about 4 or so to get a present for one of my friends, L. I got the present with 20 minutes to spare, so, being me, I went to my favourite store and bought myself pants and a shirt. >.>

L turned 17 about a month ago, but her party was last night. Man, it was so much fun. It started about 7:30, and I only bought 3 drinks [Vodka Cruisers -- Californian Orange flavour] but I wasn’t planning on doing any heavy [into which read 'binge'] drinking anyway, so that was cool. I went by myself, because my friend was being dropped off with another friend later. It was really good, though, because that meant I socialised with people I don’t normally talk to.

[Warning: Under-Age Alcohol Consumption Details Begin Here]

Somewhere along the way, I opened one of my Cruisers, but I had a bad experience with them a couple of months ago, and now I’m not very fond of them anymore [actually, I think it was more the Orange cruiser, for some reason.] so I traded the half that was left for a Bourbon and Cola. I went to speak to some girls that don’t go to my school, and one of them didn’t want the Passionfruit Cruiser, so I scored that as well and drank that.

Somewhere along the line, I finished the Bourbon and Cola and swapped a second Cruiser for a second Bourbon and Cola. I went out to talk to one of the guys from school, and I swapped the rest of my Bourbon for the rest of his Cock Sucking Cowboy. Wow, do I love Cowboys! Tastes like caramel, heh. I finished that off and then somehow scored a Smirnoff Lemon or something, but I only drank a little of that. I vaugely remember having some sort of Lychee alcohol and some Butterscotch Schnapps, but they were just shots, lol.

[/Under-Age Alcohol Consumption Details]

But a party isn’t about the drinking, seriously, and I don’t care what anyone says. I mean, people drink, but it isn’t a huge deal, lol. It’s the socialising that’s great. One of the girls, J., came and some of her friends from another [All boys] school came along. They were gorgeous. I mean, absolutely yummy. There were 4 of them, and they’re all 17 [At least, in Year 12 is what I'm getting at.] I was walking towards J.’s group of friends and one of the friends, N., [Who wasn't even a part of that circle at that point] just saw me and came over and hugged me, lol. I’m was like, “…Eh, okay. ^_^”” and hugged him back. It was so odd. I’ve never even met him before. He was a least 3 inches taller than me [and I was wearing 2 inch heels, too.] and yummy with dark brown hair. [Oh, so yummy!]

It was a wierd introduction, too:

[After the hug]
N: “What’s your name?”
Me: K. [Lets not get into issues of nicknames right now, it's far too complex, ha.]
N: Are you one of J’s friends?
Me: *nodding* Yeah.
N: I think I’ve heard about you.
Me: You’ve probably heard about the other K [pointing her out], she’s closer to J. than I am.

There was a lot of fun socialising after that. Around 12 or so, everyone got really huggy, even people I barely talk to. However, I was a very good girl. I didn’t act like a slut or even a skank, ha. I didn’t make out with anyone or anything, lol. I did, however, bruise my foot while N. was showing off his talent at throwing alcohol bottles and dropped in on my foot.

I didn’t really speak to any of J’s other friends, which is why I mention N so much. There was also a guy whose brother used to be a manager at my work, about 3 years ago. He wasn’t a bad looker either. >.> And P was really yummy, in a blonde sort of way [I don't really go out for blondes, to be honest]. And L wasn’t bad, either. In fact, J’s taste in eye-candy is superb, lol!

Although being honest, I do just like guys in general. I think a lot of guys are yummy in their own special way. I just don’t mention it too often, lol.

I was talking to this guy there, too, BD, and we were just chatting about school and stuff. Then afterwards I walk past him and the other K, and he’s like, “Hey baby, can you pass me another Vodka?” [I was walking past the esky.] I just shrugged and had a look, but there wasn’t any in there, so he came over and had a look too, and then we started making sweet, sweet love.

No, just kidding, lol. The reason I even mention him at all was because the other K got onto BD’s friend, and that was a minor drama, because she already had a boyfriend. While they were making out I actually stopped her and pulled her aside and was like, “Dude, you’ve got a boyfriend.” And she goes pale and then hugs me and she’s like, “Thank you so much!” and then she had a talk to the guy she was making out with to explain things. I felt like such a good friend, ha.

One of the girls I know, C, was compeltely pissed before she got to the party, and she just kept going when she got there. She’s not the smallest of girls [Even by my standards] and she wore these tight pants that were low riders. Her stomach was hanging out over the top and her shirt didn’t cover it and everyone could see her arse crack…it wasn’t very attractive. Apparently she does this a lot, which isn’t cool.

There were a couple of relationship dramas within the people there, but nothing too serious.

All in all, it was a great night, and I really enjoyed talking to random people, lol. It was fun to get out.

I’m going out tomorrow, as well, and mightn’t be home till late, again. I’m so stuffed, I swear. >.>

I haven’t been on AIM much lately, because I’ve had to make some tough decisions about few things.

I’m in Year 12 this year, and that’s fine. I can handle that completely, lol. And I’m the musical production co-ordinater, and that’s also fine, because I can very definately handle that. Both of those thigns aren’t really big deals, and I know for certain that I will have time for everything — what I have to do and what I want to do. However, musical does take a lot of time. Not so much that I won’t have any free time, but enough to get in the way if I don’t have a flexible shedule.

Since I started back at school, a couple of problems have arisen, however. The first is that my German class does not have enough people in it for the school to give us a teacher, so we have to learn by Distance Education. [Believe me, I will have a huge bitch about this later.] This will definately increae my workload, because it means I am responsible for my learning, and that will be really hard, both mentally and emotionally, as well as physically forcing myself to learn.

The second is work. My manager doesn’t like us taking a lot of time off, and with musical coming up, I need to be able to do that. Things like Sunday afternoons and Wednesdays will need to be free, plus whatever other rehearsals. In the week or so to performance, it can get pretty intense, and I just won’t have time to work then. Thing is, my manager, as some of you might know, just doesn’t understand that. Add this time off to the time off because I have to go to plays and so on [for Shakespeare assessment] and after school assessment, and it’s all adding up.

So basically, I had to weigh it all up. I’m sure if I’d said anything to Mum, she would have told me to spend less time on the internet and that would be that, lol. However, the ‘net is my cool-off, and Year 12 will be bad enough without having a stress relief [Kind of like my personal cigarette, but with less cancer]. So instead of seeing less of me, you’ll probably be seeing more. >.>

In the end, I decided that I just can’t afford to work at this point in time…so while I came to this decision a while ago, it was always because I’d had a crappy day. Now it’s just something that has to be done. Hopefully, I’ll have my letter of resignation in within a week.

So, yeah. I guess that’s that.

[And expect the next post to be a whine about school in general, with a few specific things highlighted, heh, because I need to get some things off my chest where people will sympathise with me. XD]

I wasn’t planning to post, however, last night I learnt how to do hair [in Photoshop], and I just came back and saw what I did and I really like it, so I decided I just had to tell someone, hee.

Click here

This was done on a base image, so the person isn’t mine, but the hair is, lol. ^_^” It was my first attempt, and I’m pretty happy with the way I did it.

It was done on a base by Oops I Arted [Which I'll edit and link to later.] and they also did the hair tutorial this involves.

[I wanted to see it Kat so I changed the post. Sorry. ^_^; - Alan]