Monday, January 18, 2010

So yesterday

I have three stars tattooed at the back of my neck. I got them a couple of years back when me and my closest three friends all decided we were gonna get these stars permanently inked. We each chose our own designs, all with very different styles, shapes, sizes and at different places on our bodies. But they all represent the same thing, our friendship that is never meant to die.

Crappy enough we've been spread out all over for a while now but at least two of them live in the UK so I'll be a little bit closer after my move. Me so happy.

...now if I could just get the third one to come join us all the stars will be aligned at long last! Stupid girl has gone and fallen in love and is living with this stupid boy (who in fairness doesn't seem stupid at all but that's beside the point) instead of leaving the country. Stupid, stupid stupid.

...is it wrong of me for secretly wishing she'll dump him and come join us instead? No. What am I saying? Of course I don't mean that. Or maybe. Just a little. When noone can hear and judge me for being all selfish. Then I mean it a lot. But for now I'm gonna be happy having 2 of 3 closer to me. I really miss them. Got to see one of them over the holidays but the other one, can't remember the last time we were together and I really really miss her.

Okay, getting sentimental now. No good. Til next time.

Friday, January 15, 2010

This is my confession

I am finally getting it done. My very first. Thought about it for a long time but just never got around to it. So this leaves me 25 yrs old and never having tried one. It's time...

...for the Brazilian.

Yep, never done it. Shavers and me have been best buddys for a long time but this is an infected friendship. We see each other way too often and whenever we do I'm left with this irritated feeling. Keep coming back for more though, just can't seem to kick it.

So now I'm joing the rest of the female population who flaunts the privates for the person with the hot wax. I'm actually not that nervous about it. I have a high treshold for pain and as long as there isn't a room full of people watching I'm fine with flaunting my bush knowing my price is getting so say farewell to shavers for a while.

A long time ago women burned their bras to make a statement, women of 2010 wax of all their hair downstairs. Same same but different. Right??

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Bite me

People are really annoying me these days.
I mean more then they usually do.

The customers I talk to are really annoying with annoying little shitty problems that suddenly become life and death. And I'm sorry, the fact that u can't access The Sports channel right now is not what I would classify as the end of the world. Had u told me u had problems accessing the playboy channel I would understand but Sports?? Really?

Speaking of the naked channels,
since we now have the wonders of the web to entertain ourselfs with,
do people actually watch porn on tv anymore?
Or even more stupid, rent porn dvd's??
Someone should really enlighten these poor souls... Not me though, as u can clearly read from my previous post I attract the crazies and really have no time for crazy people right now.

It's a really good thing I only have 12 days left at the office.
Whenever faced with dealing with another one of these morons
I just keep repeating that over and over in my head.
Trust me, without that
there would be nothing keeping me from strangling myself with the headset wires...

Monday, January 4, 2010

Tram Drama

Let's hope I never get pregnant. Today I actually laughed out loud when a little kid got stuck between the doors getting on the tram. In my defense he was a very annyoing little brat who cut in front of me just as I was getting on so he had it coming. And his mum was no better. Had it been my kid I would at least have tried telling him that he could wait his turn getting on, maybe got on the tram by myself leaving him stranded outside all alone just to prove a point and teach the brat a lesson but nooooo, she just let him pull her by the hand, not minding who they accidently push out of the way in the process.

So when the kid got stuck between the doors and sligtly panicked I couldn't help myself. Let's just say the mother of this monster didn't look to impressed by my humour.

Before getting at my stop of I was also approached by a smelly drunk who tried making small talks with me and when I wouln't expand my conversations to more then the ever so nice: "-Please leave me alone" he started going on about me thinking I was the hottest bird on the tram and that I was actually not worth talking to and bla bla bla... Of course this didn't stop him from continuing his one sided conversation with me up until the joyful moment that I could get of. But hey, after all the christmas foods that are making me look pregnant with extremely fat twins maybe I should take compliments wherever I can find them??

Bootcamp for Ldn has officially begun.