Whoever stole my $20 ..

Should be shot.

Give me my $20 back you cheapo. Honestly... i don't earn that much so that $20 is a lot to me!! lol... Ok, thinking about it now, my income is pretty embarrassing and that $20 actually gets me somewhere. Far outtt... i hate fairfield rsl! and all of the people there. Well.. not all of them.. but most of them! Ok... mostly the females. The females who go through my locker and steal money out of my wallet. That's the second time that's happened to me. Dirty thieves.

=(

People stink.

Now I can't watch transformers. Well, not that i had anyone to watch it with. But you know... DAMMITTTTT!!!

Thank God its Friday.

Not that it really matters for me because while you're all out having fun... i'm at work, serving drunk, sleazy old bastards their beer. Say it with me:

Yay for me!

Anyway... i have half an hour to rant on about nothing! YESSSSS!!! ...

Ok. 10 minutes wasted writing nothing.

You're gay.

That is all...

Blood testssss...

Make me want to cry.

My right arm is weak and i feel useless. I can't even type this without feeling yukky in my right arm. And driving home from the blood test. Don't even get me started.

Now i'm really sad cause i'm all weak and no one is here to hug me. Except my grandma... but i don't really wanna hug her.

=(

i'm going to go play sims in pain.

Curse you blood test.

Women...

There are women out there who are just feral.

Gross.

I don't know if they skipped the class where their teacher taught them how to wrap their sanitary pads with toilet paper before throwing it in the sanitary bin or if they're just natural slobs. But seriously, women can be pretty dirty.

And it's pretty effed up.

So... i'm doing toilet checks at work today and i flush one toilet and its just not cooperating. That's when i decide it's clogged so i call the manager. Bennie Boo Boo comes to my rescue to unclog it, only to find the toilet is clogged with a dirty dirty sanitary pad filled with blood.

It. Was. Gross.

So when a lady comes in hopes of relieving herself, she gets ushered to the disabled toilets. That's when i come back and find Bennie Boo Boo heaving into the bin that i passed over to him to throw all the crap in. Not a good idea. So then i start retching because Ben's doing it. And if anyone knew me well, you'd know that I can vomit like *clicks* that.

Anyway, Ben couldn't take the bloody pad out of the toilet bowl because he was over one heaving so I had to do it. That is the dirtiest thing i have ever had to do in my life. And right now, i hate all women who do not know how to dispose of a sanitary pad correctly.

Dirty Hags.

Fck off.

I've had it with everyone.

If you're not in the group of the select few that i think are normal, then i don't care about you or what you think. I don't have time for your rubbish. I will laugh if you have anything to say about me, because frankly.. i don't give a damn. Go find something more productive to do with your life instead of bitching, gossiping, and starting rumours. Cause honestly, that's fucked.

I don't mind if you dislike me, i probably dislike you even more.
I wasn't one to hate, but because of people like you... I hate more than ever.
If you're not someone i care for or someone i trust, i won't feel the need to speak to you.. but i will if i have to.
We don't need to get a long. And i don't have to like you. You don't have to like me.

I was a happy person once, obviously things change... people make you angry. And you end up a bitch. That's probably where i am now.

But... you know what. I really don't care. I know who my friends are and they know the real me. I don't need you or people like you in my life, telling me what i've become or what i am.

I hope you read this and realise that this is for you. Cause listen here buddy... you can bitch all you like...

I don't give a flying f*ck

I can't be left alone with money.

So don't ever let me wander in shops by myself.

Guess who owns a cybershot digital camera. Yes. that's right. Your mum. Nah, just kidding. I love your mum. But yes, I own a cybershot digital camera. I decided i wanted one so i went and bought one today.

A photo of the camera. *claps*

So anyway... i went to liverpool today only to go to a travel agent store and to buy my sick brother some cough medicine (i am quite hopeless because i ended up getting him COLD & FLU medicine... which he does not have yet. But oh well, once it kicks in he'll be thanking me). I came out of liverpool with new clothes as well. And other little nick nacks that i believe i need. I was sooooooo close to buying the Closer dvd. But i didn't. Now i have nothing to watch in the next hour or so. That dvd will be my next purchase.

For a second there, i felt like Carrie from Sex in the City, typing away on a laptop. Only difference is that i'm using a PC and not a laptop. I'm asian and have black hair. I live in Australia. And my name's not Carrie and i don't write novels on sex and why women need to find the perfect man. O-kayyy...

It's pissing down rain. I'm in the mood for snuggling up to someone warm and watching a great movie and eating popcorn....

Who's up for it? ... Anyone?

Pot Holes.

Suck.

If i cause an accident on the street, it will either be because of a damn pot hole or my grandmother. I hate pot holes! HATE them!
They will be the death of me. And my tyres.


That is all.


AND YES! I like to whinge and complain and i can get emo! ... deal with it. Or go eat one.

Hoe-My-Gosh . .. . .

Love cute asian boys.

That was random. Anywhooooooo. It's 1.00pm and i have nothing to do until 2.30, which is the time i have to get ready for work.

I really don't have anything to complain about so i don't know why i'm 'blogging'. I've noticed i always blog when i want to share my hate of something with the world. Today is a blog about how i love cute asian boys. or boy.

What. A. Turn. Around.

Actually, this is just me yappin' cause i'm really bored. Yeah, that's it.

So..... *looks around*. Work was interesting? One of the lead singers of a band that was playing last night had a knife held to her throat in the car park. She had her stuff taken - except for her car. The guitarist came by in time before he managed to do that ... so he bolted instead. The IDIOT- and i am not exaggerating with the boldness and what not - got busted by the police at the lead singers house. WHY? Because he is the WORST mugger ever. As if you'd be dumb enough to go straight to her house after. As in - an hour after. *Throws slipper at the mugger*

Then someone got kicked out of the club - wrestling with security and managers and all. Twas a fun sight. Meanwhile we're all behind the bar dancing to whatever song is playing .... (most likely Britney Spears - cept i didn't want to admit that ... even though i just did)

Yeah... ok that took 13 mins of my life. And ... it was a great waste. Don't you just want to hurt me or something for wasting your time too?

i hate blogspot

Because it deleted all my angry blogs. I happen to like them angry blogs. I FOUND IT!!! So this is an old blog --> Oh well... like the waiter at Max Brenner kept saying .. "Fuck it, shit happens."

Yes. Shit happens when it's the second day of one of your staff and she can't do a thing right. Not that i'm complaining. I think we appreciated the extra plate of waffles and the extra two hot chocolates.

before we got the freebies (well, actually... that one's the free one)



and afterrrr ......

Sweet...

Anyway... i'm going.


P.S ... Naline. This is for you because ..... only God knows why you 'log into' this site everyday to see if i've blogged.