illixit

So... I finally joined SG after being a long time admirer. I hope to meet some cool new people as the sites I'm already on are starting to feel a bit stale, and all the people who were of any worth are starting to die off. I'm a tad lazy when it comes to taking photos of myself and posting them, and I'll often update entries with my "latest" photos about a month after I actually took them. A procrastinator to the max. I work as a chef to try and curb this habit, because at work everything is of the minute, you only ever think a few days ahead, never more than a week. But no, it has just made it worse. Now because I do so much of everything on time at work (because I just fucking rock), I can't be bothered to do it outside of work. Ramble, ramble, ramble.

I'm a bit of an odd one, really. I very seldom drink yet I have 5 bottles of alcohol on my bookshelf. I hate sitting doing nothing for too long, yet my internet addiction has me doing just that for hours at a time, even when nobody is online to talk to. I'm a tightarse with spending money on shit I don't need or don't want to buy but need to, yet in the past couple of months I have spent over $1k on my dollfie Yuki. And you know what? He has no real purpose, he's not something I "need". I just had to have him. I also don't really need all the figurines I have, or half of my cd/dvd collection, but I have it. I need to go to the dentist for a check up, yet I haven't been for about 5 years because it's no longer something my Mum pays for. I don't want to go because dentists are expensive and not covered by Medicare. Yet I'll fork out a grand on a bloody doll. I'm not insecure with myself yet I photoshop my own photos like mad, and once the final product is revealed I tend to hate the original photo. I use professional quality make up and hair products, yet nothing that I do requires this. I buy more clothes for Yuki than for myself. I get bored of my 'look' yet I can't be bothered to change it or put on something different in the morning. I think my arms are ugly because of the burns on them, yet I get excited when I have a new one and it's pink and raw. Ramble, ramble, ramble.

So... Mav is on here. I'm the only one who now calls him by that name. When I first met him online he introduced himself as Mav even though his name was Gary. He used to hate his name. Now his nickname is Red and I just can't warm up to the idea of calling him that. I have had some odd nicknames at work. In the first year of my apprenticeship my sous chef nicknamed me 'Bubbles' because of how miserable I was. In my second year I earnt the nickname 'Hell Yeah' as my name is 'Haylea'. It soon turned into 'Smell Yeah', which then turned into 'Smell' and then finally, 'Smelly'. It was always fun whenever we got a new staff member and they heard everything calling me Smelly. Weird really, I never smelled bad at all. In my third year I got the nickname 'Fletch' for no reason at all. It was just decided one day that I was Fletch and the name stuck. My current boss calls me 'Cupcake' because I will often bring a pink iced cupcake to work and eat it with my coffee before starting. My current head chef calls me 'Chuckles', and I don't know why. It sounds like an evil clown or something of the likes. Not that I've never been called 'evil' before. In fact, many people have called me that for various reasons, something which I discussed with my head chef today.

Um yeah... Talkative much? My throat hurts. No wait, my fingers are cramped. Haha, menstrual fingers... Um no.

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