Maine!!

I'm going to Maine!!!
Finally got a placement, I will be a costumer there, seing as its on the border it looks like I'll be going to Canada as well. For a 20 minutes after the lady rang me I felt like old me again, excited and ambitous. Bring on America!!

Oh yes I need to add more to the list

Visit a Castle in Germany
Get Knighted- For something like contribution to Australian Culture and Indentity.
Grow REALLY long hair. And miraculously thick as well.

22

isn't much different from 21. Wasn't that greatest of days, my siblings keep on treating me like crap, I thought maybe one day they wouldn't but know. But enough whinging, I just thought I'd write a list of things I'd like to do in my lifetime, seeing as I'm getting Old

Learn How to play Chess

Learn how to play tennis

Get a Medal in Ballroom dancing

Have babies and all that jazz

See Europe

Visit every state and Territory of Australia.

Work on a Tv Show

Tour with a festival

Be a Brand Manager of some labels

Have a holiday place with Chelsea

Name my kid after a jemstone... Ha ha

Live somewhere that you can catch trams in in MelBurn

Meet my dream man... Ha ha

Run a workplace, and have optional nap time. And hat wearing days

Be a bride,,,smaid. Fuck marriage.. Not yet anyway.

Graduate!!! Ha I already can. This will happen.

Go to a plaster fun house again

Have killer kids parties for my own.

anything Else I will add later.

Happy Birthday Me.

Growing up

As my life continues further to implode, I realise more than ever that I need my friends, and I'm burning them by being the shit person I am write now.
Yet again I lost my phone, bag was stolen this time. I feel so high maintence, and I feel like I'm losing everything.
I shouldn't complain, stealing is shit but It happens, I'm not dying. I've had enough of falling of the top of the world I thought I was one, I've just gotta climb back up there, make a proper shot of being the person I want to be, not the person I once was, thats gone, but better, stronger, wiser I spose. Who I've been hates who I am. That's going to change as a 22 year old.
I feel that I have less and less to leave behind when I go away, no-ones going to miss me how I am. I don't have to stay stuck in this trap forever though. I hope.

FUCK YOU WORLD!!!

AH!
Yet another whinging post. I feel like screaming. I cried again at work, I wanted to tell all my co-workers and apologise, say, NO really, I'm not like this, I didn't cry this much at my old work, the old Eloise wouldn't deal with it this way, I promise, don't think I'm pathetic, Really!!!
I don't want to be this sook with a chip on her shoulder about the person I used to be and how miserable I am and blah blah, but seriously, this year is just not getting better. I have no life except for work, where I thought I was valued,so now that has turned to shit when the manager went on holidays, so there's really not much left to my life right now.
It all started when a customer came in who I recognised, she had a Pakenham look about her, but I just gave her a smile. She then asked how my boyfriend was. Wtf?? Who was this woman? What boyfriend? Turns out it was Stuart's bosses wife, I can't believe I forgot. SO I say, Ah, no, he dumped me in January. I vaguely remember Stuart saying this lady was 'Very Sad' when she heard we broke up. AHH!!! More lies and full-of-shitness! Why!! So that rattled me.
And then....
The rosters come back, only to find that the new girl, nice as she is and all, has been given 30 hours and week and I've been cut back to 20. What the fuck once again?
I quickly become irate, I mean what the fuck I've worked there 6 months, is there no loyalty?
I could go into a million reasons why this happened, but the truth is I don't fuck know. Where is the love I ask?

April

Its been a while since I've been here so I thought I'd give it a shot. I'm really starting to doubt that 2007 is my year. I just can't win! The wisdom tooth thing went horribly. Well, it went fine, no damaged nerves or death from anesthetic, but the days following I did anything but recover. I just kept getting worse and in the end wanted to go back to the hospital. Turns out I had an infection, I my body was overdosed on paracetmol. Fun times, I was even sicker than the wedding/alcohol poisoning weekend.

But I'm on the mend now, and have had much time to reflect. On whats happening now and what I used to do. I'm getting used to this non uni lifestyle, its insane, you finish work and then you go home. And thats it, about 5 hours till you go to bed, and you can do WHATEVER YOU WANT. I could get used to this. Haven;t really got used to having money because its all going on my trip, bills and birthday presents, but I guess thats a good thing, so If I do go back to studying it won't be such a shock. My friends are sick of hearing it, but yes, I still don't understand how I can be this busy superwoman with no spare time, to having an abundance of spare time and less stress, and a relationship crumbling at the quiet point in my life, not the busy times. Just for clarification, the crumble didn't cause the quiet.

But I'm enjoying the quiet. I am loving work, best job I've ever had, though I'm a bit worried I need to do a bit of shift swapping this week, I won't be in the good books. They hired a new chick in the week I was away sick, I hope I don't lose any shifts, I'm getting used to a job we're I'm valued and not dispenable. I still feel that guilt that I'm not achiecing anything and I'm standing static, but I must remind myself that I'm having a rest, I've done alot more than alot of people my age and this year isn't all bad, if it all works out I'll be in the states for 3 months, come home with a nice debt though. Oh well, you only live once.

I want to be more optimistic, have hope for what is coming, but I don't know what is so its hard. I've plenty to look forward to, if only I had more cash to enjoy it, But hey, money's not everything. But Aprils nearly over, bring on May, its looking go so far. Birthday, Simone, Alexis, The Used. Then June Brings America. Yay for 2007.

Dates

4 days till Adams Party.
7 days till I get my wisdom teeth out and Adams Birthday.
8 Days till Jackies Birthday.
20 Days till My birthday.
34 Days till Simone comes back.
36 days till Alexisonfire.
39 days till the Used.
XX days till I leave this country.

April Update.

WELL..... What is news?
We came second in the finals. Which is awesome. And we had moved up a division now! Hell yeah getting somewhere in the Cranbourne Ladies Monday nights..
Also, everything still tastes like Milk. I don't know what I do, I could eat curry or a banana, 20 minutes later I feel like I've drunk milk.
I've FINALLY stopped crying everyday, I think the turning point was at work ( Bad place) and the guy least likely to be nice was doing just that, so it cheered me up.
Still on the America posssibly more plan, but I have saved jack shit. So better knuckle down.
Saw New Found Glory last night, I wish I was a reviewer, that would be the best job, I don't want to do anything but see bands at the moment. I was about 1 metre away from being able to touch Jordan, fucking awesome.
The rest of the night picking up the boys from the city was pretty funny, turns out guys have bitch fights as well.