Too lazy to update so copying this from my blogspot.
got offered a job but turned it down because walking 1 1/2 hours each way to get there and back, for 2 1/2 hours work seemed a bit fucked.
Had an essay due today, started it yesterday but managed to finish it anyway. Will be interesting to see what sort of mark I get.
Have been fruitlessly searching the Auckland City Council website trying to find out who the cunts are doing the roadworks on our street. Everyday I walk to school past hordes of male roadworkers who apparently believe it is their birthright as men to whistle, leer and yell disgusting and at times, downright inappropriate things at me. It has become so awkward for me that I've began taking a different route on occasion, which adds an extra 10 - 15 minutes to my walk. Anyway, apart from being incredibly offensive and sexist, it's also highly unprofessional so I want to get hold of whoever hires these idiots and let them know what is going on. I don't think I've seen one girl walk past them and not get heckled in some way.
As I posted last month, I bought a new bike. She has been stripped, for the most part and is ready for a new lick of paint.
(Part way through being stripped)
I also bought this fucking awesome teeshirt that has a panda on it.
And a new hat, probably much to my boyfriends displeasure, as he hates hats. Or hats on girls, anyway.
(Don't really know why I look so angry here. It's a good hat. Comfortable.)
Last Friday we went to our new flatmates 21st.
(Here is a photo from her 21st. Stacey, myself and Alix the birthday girl.)
After the party we ended up in town, and ran into this guy on the street:
(Yes, it is Rick from Home and Away. Incase you were wondering, he is 10,000 times hotter in real life. I didn't even find him attractive in Home and Away. But in real life, total babe. I am also hotter in real life. This is a gross photo of me.)
OK, not much else to report. On Saturday night my boyfriends band played with Smashin' Off at Whammy. It was pretty much the most depressing show I've ever attended. A whole bunch of hipster, wanker, douchebag bastards who care more about looking cool then being decent human beings. It has left a sour taste in my mouth for pretty much the whole of this week. Sex & Fear were good though. Smashin' Off probably were too, but we left early because everyone sucks, and didn't see them play.
Finally - It doesn't surprise me that a lot of people still think I am the devil woman. For awhile I loved too easily and wore my heart on my sleeve. I hurt people in my own conquest for love, stood on people who got in the way of what I wanted. Left people behind when something more amazing came along. Sought revenge on those who hurt me, even those I cared deeply for. To say I was mentally unstable would be close to the truth. I dreamed too vividly for a fairytale that was unlikely to ever become a reality. Anyone that has ever been in love knows how crazy it can make you. Try falling in love over and over again to get a sense of where I was at. Of course, I clearly had no idea what real love was, but at the time, it was real enough for me.
I am in a really fucking good place now, the best I have probably been in years. I have a boyfriend who I think about every day without falter. Never have I been with someone for such a long time, and still felt as strongly for them, and stronger, than I felt at the beginning. He makes me smile.
I have a few great friends who have been there since the beginning. All of the ones that came in around the middle weren't strong enough to stick around when I wasn't in a great place. That's OK. I want now though, more than anything, to make some more lifetime friends. It's hard in this city. All of the people that I would even consider having in my life, I hurt a long time ago. I burned those bridges, well and truly. It still upsets me, yeah.
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."
Mahatma Gandhi, bitches!
got offered a job but turned it down because walking 1 1/2 hours each way to get there and back, for 2 1/2 hours work seemed a bit fucked.
Had an essay due today, started it yesterday but managed to finish it anyway. Will be interesting to see what sort of mark I get.
Have been fruitlessly searching the Auckland City Council website trying to find out who the cunts are doing the roadworks on our street. Everyday I walk to school past hordes of male roadworkers who apparently believe it is their birthright as men to whistle, leer and yell disgusting and at times, downright inappropriate things at me. It has become so awkward for me that I've began taking a different route on occasion, which adds an extra 10 - 15 minutes to my walk. Anyway, apart from being incredibly offensive and sexist, it's also highly unprofessional so I want to get hold of whoever hires these idiots and let them know what is going on. I don't think I've seen one girl walk past them and not get heckled in some way.
As I posted last month, I bought a new bike. She has been stripped, for the most part and is ready for a new lick of paint.
(Part way through being stripped)
I also bought this fucking awesome teeshirt that has a panda on it.
And a new hat, probably much to my boyfriends displeasure, as he hates hats. Or hats on girls, anyway.
(Don't really know why I look so angry here. It's a good hat. Comfortable.)
Last Friday we went to our new flatmates 21st.
(Here is a photo from her 21st. Stacey, myself and Alix the birthday girl.)
After the party we ended up in town, and ran into this guy on the street:
(Yes, it is Rick from Home and Away. Incase you were wondering, he is 10,000 times hotter in real life. I didn't even find him attractive in Home and Away. But in real life, total babe. I am also hotter in real life. This is a gross photo of me.)
OK, not much else to report. On Saturday night my boyfriends band played with Smashin' Off at Whammy. It was pretty much the most depressing show I've ever attended. A whole bunch of hipster, wanker, douchebag bastards who care more about looking cool then being decent human beings. It has left a sour taste in my mouth for pretty much the whole of this week. Sex & Fear were good though. Smashin' Off probably were too, but we left early because everyone sucks, and didn't see them play.
Finally - It doesn't surprise me that a lot of people still think I am the devil woman. For awhile I loved too easily and wore my heart on my sleeve. I hurt people in my own conquest for love, stood on people who got in the way of what I wanted. Left people behind when something more amazing came along. Sought revenge on those who hurt me, even those I cared deeply for. To say I was mentally unstable would be close to the truth. I dreamed too vividly for a fairytale that was unlikely to ever become a reality. Anyone that has ever been in love knows how crazy it can make you. Try falling in love over and over again to get a sense of where I was at. Of course, I clearly had no idea what real love was, but at the time, it was real enough for me.
I am in a really fucking good place now, the best I have probably been in years. I have a boyfriend who I think about every day without falter. Never have I been with someone for such a long time, and still felt as strongly for them, and stronger, than I felt at the beginning. He makes me smile.
I have a few great friends who have been there since the beginning. All of the ones that came in around the middle weren't strong enough to stick around when I wasn't in a great place. That's OK. I want now though, more than anything, to make some more lifetime friends. It's hard in this city. All of the people that I would even consider having in my life, I hurt a long time ago. I burned those bridges, well and truly. It still upsets me, yeah.
"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong."
Mahatma Gandhi, bitches!
jay_h:
All of the photos are huge. My bad.