*HAPPY SOUL

“baby you're the best i ever had”

Its 2am and i really don't have a valid excuse to be up except my hair is still wet, and i was always told not to sleep with wet hair because you get headaches. It may sound bizarre but when you've got a skull-splitting headache at inconvenient times(like at parties), you won't be amused. The past few days have been quite hectic, as in many things have happened in the past 4 days alone.. no make that 5. Peter's christmas-eve-eve (as in the night before christmas eve) party went pretty well, if i were him i'd be satisfied with the turnouts of his party. I'm just wondering why nothing goes to plan when i organise outings/parties/whatever. Whenever i organise, people just don't bother showing up.. i may be boring but hey! ... have the courtesy to notify me ? Hahaha.. but i haven't been organising things for a while now.

I got this new bra, and its really pissing me off because the lace keeps scraping against my skin and irritating it. So itchy! Grr.. But its really pretty :) which i guess, makes up for the itchiness. Tried out the new clay pot rice restaurant in campsie which replaced the old korean restaurant. Their food is not really worth the price, and waiting time seemed like forever... but the owners were really nice. But i guess you don't really have a choice, because businesses like these (especially in campsie) are highly dependant on word-of-mouth advertising. Mmm thinking about those claypot rice meals is making my tummy make rumbly noises. I can almost smell the aroma of the slightly scorched layer of rice that lines the bottom of the pot.. the crunch with every bite you take of that layer of rice. Yum... !

Oh peter's party was hectic. Many people drank and the ones that had the self control to stay sober had the advantage of laughing at those who could barely walk/talk properly. I myself, were a victim -- believe me, i have the scar and bruises to prove it. All i've got to say is that it involved two semi-tipsy girls and a treadmill machine. All i remember was people turning it on and the speed up, and falling to the ground and sliding off the fucking thing in a second. I remember people trying to puke, and people who puked on doors, walls and floors alike. Hahaha luckily his girlfriend was there, along with good friends. But shit, i'd hate to clean up vomit. The thought of laying a finger on someone else's meal which was semi-digested with their stomach juices? Yuck. Dean arrived with shirley and oli decked in christmas suits :) it was quite cute, actually. The girls wore red dresses and santa hats, resembling a female version of santa clauses. Dean in the middle, hahaha 'MERRY CHRISTMAS, HO*points at left hoe* HO*points at right hoe*'. Played sober Articulate! My first time playing (: ... it was so fast paced i couldn't really catch on. Played suck&blow, which really isn't as explicit as it sounds hahaha but i couldn't suck or blow properly and failed many times.

Work is all the same, although i've been rostered day after day, with about two days off, all i got to do is think about the pay. I've been spending shitloads of money on post-chrissy sales, and i've got to work it all back. Diva is a really laidback workplace, their systems are so efficient and i love the atmosphwere. Working in retail is quite fake though, i mean, you have to be fake to an extent i understand. You have to be happy and bubbly all the time, friendly and carefree? The only con to working so many days is the travel. I'm so sick of catching the train everyday to get to work. Its time i got my Ps, i think. Got in trouble with a customer today, apparently i didn't give her the 5$ change.. honestly, i always give people their change. But then again i was working under pressure to serve customers in a quick-paced manner. She got quite angry, throwing us the eff word and storming off. I was quite afraid that she'd come back with an army of people and throw verbal abuse my way.

After UAIs were released, many of my friends have been exchanging their successes and thats 100% alright. I just hate nosy people who ask me, not to congratulate me upon completing my final year of schooling, but to 'gather information' and then this 'information' spreads like the plague of the 21st century. They ask me, only to compare me with their friends and family who happen to be in the same grade as me. I just hate it when people don't mind their own business.

On my my way home yesterday arvo, there were a few teenieboppers on the train bragging about how so and so got wasted and how they were easy when they were tipsy. I just smiled to myself everytime they made some stupid remark about how good they are because they pop pills and organise alcohol orgies and whatnot. Oh well, doubt they'll grow out of it. I'm only giving credit to the teeniebopper boy who gave me his seat on the stairs. The girl talked like a total retard, with the word 'like' in her like sentences like every second like word. And like, she was so totally like retarded. But oh well.

Its surprising how much people can change in a year. 365 days, 52 weeks... 12 months. It really doesn't take too long for a good person to be influenced by such silly habits. Its quite a pity, really. Its amazing how you can think so highly of someone at one point, and after a year... they're a completely different person. Its a pity, because instead of maturing, they're going the opposite way. I think back nowadays and ask myself why i thought they were so important, because now its really just like 'what the hell was wrong with you?!'

Its 3am in the morning, and my butt hurts from sitting here and blogging. Its time i caught some shut-eye.. Zzz i'm working again in about 9 hours. Wish me luck.

ps. i'm working NYE, NYD and every single day leading up to 2009 except for monday. Hurrah motherfcker. THINK ABOUT THE MONEY LEANN, the MONEY $$.

xx leannch