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You know that internal jumpy feeling that you get when you go up in a lift and then it stops suddenly? I feel the same when Fabian is around. I wish he'd just evaporate into thin air.

Just out of curiousity, how many people, that started reading my blog in the first few month of its existence, still read it now?

The Long Awaited Planning

Lauren and I are now actively planning our trip to US. I couldn't be more excited! Especially that she doesn't care where we go and I love planning the itinerary! If anyone has been there, which places are not to be missed?

The Australian dollar has been rising. I wonder if I should exchange some money now, in case it will go down next year.

Sophia might be coming with us too which would be great!

I'm so excited about it since I've wanted to go for so extremely long! And it'll be even better than going with Nadine.

The Immature Gossiping Brat That I Have To Work With

Jeremy, the annoying gossiping 18 year old from work is so irritating to work with! And he works almost every day! (I asked.) He told me that I'm very defensive and you know what I said?!! I said, "No I'm not!". How stupid could I get! I should've added, "Just kidding" but as the nature of all good comebacks, I think of them too late.

He kept asking me to tell him a joke and I think just telling a joke for no reason is never that funny. He told me his (which I missed the beginning of but since I've heard of it before, I knew what it was about) and it wasn't funny at all. And after I told him that timing is really important for something to be funny, he said that delivery is more important which is ironic, cos his delivery wasn't good, and wasn't helped by a childish joke.

He also asked me what music I liked and when I said rock, he said, "But you're too quiet for a rock chick." What the hell?! Who said you have to be loud to like rock?

Anyway, he's such an immature little brat.

Darren, Delta and Amiel

Has anyone seen the ARIAs? Yes, that annual show that presents Australian music 'talent'. I've only watched it once, when Savage Garden took like 11 awards. I'm not really a fan of many Aussie bands. Anyway, I caught a glimpse of this year's show and who did I see but Darren Hayes singing Delta Goodrem's "Lost Without You". I know some people don't particularly like him but Savage Garden was my favourite band when it existed and I love Darren Hayes's voice so I was pleasantly surprised to see that he is still singing. And no matter what some people say, Delta Goodrem has an amazing voice too. I think she'd really suit Disney cartoon's songs 'cause it has some sort of magical quality to it.

It's very rare that a band/singer comes out that I just absolutely love, especially from Australia. Savage Garden was one of them. I would really like Delta if maybe I was a bit younger 'cause her songs don't have a lot of depth to them. Does anyone know if Amiel won anything? I really like her song "Obsession". She probably would win awards if Delta wasn't in the same categories. She picked a bad year for her songs. If I were her, I would be very annoyed.

Christine is online now. Amazing! She's usually out with her boyfriend on Saturday night. Come to think of it, she's out with him almost every night.

Work People

Had to work today. Some people that I've met were so bitchy. There was an 18 year old guy and 20-something year old girl/woman making fun of other people the whole time. I didn't want to leave them, in case they'd start bitching about me. I know, I shouldn't care what they think but I can't help it. I want people to like me.

The good thing that happened was after the 18 year old guy finished talking to some 24 year old guy, the 24 year old said to me, "Who was the weird guy?" And I thought they knew each other!

The 20-something year old woman was very snobby. She completely ignored me and wasn't helpful at all. I'm so used to being around nice people (at uni and from school) that I forget that not everyone is friendly.

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My Life Is A Bad Movie

Sometimes I feel like I’m in a boring movie, waiting anxiously for something interesting to happen and see how it’s all going to end. My life is so ordinary. Actually, that’s an overstatement. An ordinary life would be a nice thing to have ‘cause that would mean that I would have a boyfriend.

I started my job. I’ve met a lot of new people, including a nice guy. I’ve only worked there for two days and I’m already sabotaging my plan of getting a boyfriend. On Monday, there was a really nice guy who would make a nice friend (at least) but I didn’t even come and talk to him, unless I had to. While irritating myself in this fashion, I came to the conclusion that the reason I didn’t come up to just talk to him was because I didn’t want to have awkward silences and I was afraid that would happen because I had nothing to say to him.

Procrastinating Again

I have so much stuff to do but all I want to do is read. When I went to return some of my books yesterday, I couldn't help but borrow another one, although I have enough to read as it is. I still haven't finished Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. When I go to the library I get really overwhelmed to be surrounded by so much information. It was really quiet there (not surprisingly, considering it was Friday early evening). It was the only time I have to go to the library. Actually, I don't even have the time then 'cause there's so much uni work to do, especially that I'll be working tomorrow and on Monday. Speaking of which, I'm a bit nervous about it. I hope it will be all right, not like for April. Although it will not be such a new thing for me to have bad managers. Unlike her, I have experience with ignorant people who don't know how to deal with people.

Changing Tastes

I have never been a vegetable person. Tomatoes, potatoes, cucumbers and raw carrots were as far as my vegetable intake went. But my tastes has changed drastically since my Aunt came. She made the most delicious dish using eggplant (the most gross name for a vegetable, in my opinion). Now I'm addicted to it. I can eat it all day when before I wouln't touch it. The same thing happened to rice, a few years back. When I was little, I hated rice but when my Grandma came to stay with us and made it, I've been eating it ever since. It's weird how a person's tastes can change so much. Maybe when I get older, I might start to hate chocolate, bread and pizza.

The Nerdy Guy. Work Deja Vu

Have you ever felt like you've been shown something that could be really great and then taken away, never to be seen again?

Well, I feel like that's about to happen to me. I haven't mentioned Jesse here because I didn't think he was worth mentioning. He is in one of my groups for one of my assignments. At first I thought he looked really girly (no, it's not the girly guy that I mentioned before) and just wasn't someone I'd consider cute. But then he turned out to be a really smart and nice guy who pays attention to me. And he's really easy to talk to! Finally a guy who I can talk normally with. He's a bit nerdy but that kind of makes him easy to be around. He is not immature like the other guys.

We won't be doing this group assignment for 2 weeks, so I won't be able to talk to him before then. And after this semester, I'll never see him again 'cause he finishes uni this year. Not fair!

I went shopping with my Aunt and Mum today to get stuff for Yvonne (my cousin) and they were making me trying stuff to see if it'll fit her 'cause she's the same built as me (except 175cm). I thought it was going to be really annoying 'cause I don't particularly like trying stuff on. It just gets tiring. But it wasn't too bad.

I went to visit April on her first day at her job. She was counting minutes till the end. She was stuck folding clothes all day. Oh, the life of a retail sales person! Now she knows how I felt working at the bookstore (although the work was more interesting). She was stuck with some 50 year old lady who was never happy with anything she did. Doesn't that sound familiar!

Here's what I got in my email today:

Dear Sky
[My student] is not rebooking u for tutoring at this stage but will probably need u again at some time. Mrs [student's surname] said u were really great
Thanks, [Tutoring Agency Woman]

What the hell does that mean?! Was she saying it to be nice or what did she mean by needing me again at some time?

Well, I don't mind now. I'm a bit over tutoring. And I have to start the other job this weekend already so I won't need tutoring anymore.

April vs Nadine

I forgot to mentions that April and I made up after our 'almost fight'. We talked about it and agreed to be honest from now on, so if she doesn't want to do something she'll tell me straight away, instead of cancelling at the last moment and that I'll let her know if I'm annoyed at her for whatever reason. She also said that since we were being honest, she said that she was upset at me when I decided not to have a double birthday party at the last minute. I just knew it!

Anyway we're both over it since we discussed it. That's the good thing about April. She likes to have things in the open, rather than keeping things to yourself and then having it piled up until one day it all bursts. With Nadine, she didn't really notice when I got annoyed at her and so I just end up being bitter towards her. Haven't spoken to her for ages. It's wierd that I don't even miss talking to her.

The Club

April and I only talk about our non-existent boyfriends now. It’s like a club now. It’s so nice to know that I’m not the only one who is so frustrated with the whole situation. Maybe I can go to POB. There it’s the norm to be married in your early 20s and most couples get married after a year or so. And although that seems ridiculous, most couples are very happy. I’m still not sure how that works. I think that the way they see it is if they find a deep connection with someone, they don’t wait. They see no point in waiting. My parents only knew each other for a year and they are very well suited. Maybe it’s because lots of people in POB are very deep and intense (from the hard lifestyles). If you talk to a person from POB, you’d straight away notice how deep their thoughts are. I’m not saying that everyone is like that. Lots of people there who live in horrible conditions don’t have any thoughts but the people that my family is around with are like that. Although if I meet a guy there I won’t have a lot in common with him ‘cause we were brought in completely different environments.

It’d be perfect to go out with a guy from POB who grew up here, but I don’t know any.

Family Saga

Well, the last few days have been interesting. On Friday, my Aunt Ingrid (Mum’s sister) and Grandpa (Mum’s Dad) have come over from overseas. I don’t want to say which country so people that I know won’t easily recognise me (if they happen to stumble on this). I’ll just say that it’s in Europe. From now on I will refer to it as POB (place of birth).

Anyway, I got heaps of presents from my relatives there. My Mum and I were amazed at how much stuff they got for us. It felt like it was my birthday or something. My cousins (Ingrid’s kids), Gordon (17yrs) and Yvonne (16yrs) got us some CDs of European Pop. It all sounds like something you’d hear on Eurovision. I love it!

And the clothes they got us are so European. You won’t find anything like it here in Australia. All very stylish (but not over the top, except one yellow coat/jacket for Mum which made her look like an egg. I couldn’t stop laughing when I saw it). It made me a bit nostalgic and miss my relatives. Yvonne, Gordan, Andrew and I used to play together all the time when we spent the weekend at our grandparents. Being the oldest, the others followed me around and so we ended up getting to a lot of mischief. The good old times…

Ingrid and Grandpa also brought a wedding video of a woman who stayed with us for a while when she was in Australia. This woman is a niece of an extremely famous POBian person. My Dad said that he’s almost equivalent of Sinatra. Yes, that’s how famous he is. At the wedding there were all those famous film producers, musicians, actors, doctors, lawyers etc. I just can’t believe that our family in POB moves in such high social circles. If I was in POB, I would have so many connections! I would just be able to chat to famous film producers to see if April and my film scripts are any good and if they have a chance. They’d be able to give me advice.

Also, all the stories that Ingrid was telling us sounded like a soap-opera. My 3rd cousin (who’s 22) who is in another European country was married twice and engaged three times already! And this girl is the most saddest person. When she came to my grandparents once, when the four of us were there, I decided that I didn’t like her and since then the other three don’t like her.

I’ll give you an example of what she did. She stole stuff without even knowing. How stupid can you be?! She blamed it on her first husband and divorced him. So now she has a criminal record and can’t get a proper job. So she doesn’t work at all. She’s so lazy. She goes to her mother’s home to have dinner and then goes to sleep without helping. And she complains that she gets really tired all the time. Her current husband goes to work at 5am so she has to wake up to give him breakfast and that’s the only work she does for the whole day.

And Ingrid was telling us how with every husband/fiancé she says that she’s madly in love with them and marries them after a month of knowing them. And then cries when they break up that she can’t live without them.

I remember when she was little she’d sit on my grandma’s sofa all day and boss her around -
“Can you get me a blanket, I’m cold!”
”Can you bring me some food, I’m hungry!”
”No, I don’t want this, do you have any cakes?”
“I don’t like this one, can you buy me another one?”
“Your grandchildren are bothering me! They are being mean!”
“Can you tell them to stop laughing, they are being too loud. I’m getting a headache.”

No wonder we didn’t like her. I was so happy when Grandma told her to get up and stop whinging.

How can someone like her find three guys to marry her?! While I can’t find one!

This is just one of many stories that I’ve been hearing for the last few days. I’ve been completely distracted by it all.

Also, it’s so funny to see my Mum with her younger sister. She becomes all bossy and older sistery. Ingrid is really bubbly and was giggling with me when Mum told us off for something minor. Ingrid and Mum are so cute together. Although they’re 40 now, they acted like little school girls gossiping about all of our relatives.

And Grandpa hasn’t been as irritating as I expected. He was extremely nice and happy to be here. He doesn’t want to go back to POB. The first time he came here and went back, Grandma said that he was really depressed to be back. POB is not exactly a nice country to live in. There’s a lot of racism and just the law doesn’t really do anything. You can bribe anyone, even police. Culturally it’s very well developed but in other aspects it’s lacking a lot.

Backward Conversations. Family Visitors.

I finally went to that dancing class yesterday! With Christine who was 20 minutes late (not surprisingly). It was just what I expected - the best fun! I got the biggest high from it. I wouldn't mind going every week if it was more convenient to get to. I was so glad that I didn't have to get the train afterwards 'cause Christine gave me a lift home which was nice of her since it's a bit out of her way. On the way back we stopped at her boyfriend's house so she could pick up some of her stuff. I waited in the car but when she came back out, he came with her and you know what I said?

I said, "Hi, good." (Almost in the style of Effie, who irritates the hell out of me.) As if he asked me how I was! I think my brain was moving too fast for everything around me so I said it automatically because I expected him to ask me how I was. He then asked, "How are you?" Man, that was weird! It was like a conversation played backwards. It's good that it was only Evan since I couldn't care less what I say to him. Although I'm being nicer to him now for Christine's sake. If he makes her happy, that's all that matters, not that he was her tutor when they started going out (3 years ago, I think), almost 10 years older than her. I'm sure it bordered on illegal.

The weird thing was in the morning when I called my Grandma to ask her about her little birthday celebration today, the first thing she said was, "Hi, thank you!" and I laughed and said, "For what?" Then when I went to her house in the afternoon, I realised why she said it. It was her birthday!!! Her brain was ahead of her and she assumed that I called to wish her a happy birthday. And I completely forgot! I kept thinking that since we were celebrating it today, it was today, not yesterday. I was so embarrassed so I bought her some flowers which surprised her since we usually get her a present from the whole family. She was then telling me to tell my Mum not to get her any more flowers but I said that if she wanted to get her more flowers, I wasn't going to stop her.

I also got some for my Mum 'cause I kept wanting to get her something for a while to show that I don't have to get her things just on Mother's Day when the Media tells me to. She was pleasantly surprised, which was my aim.

I also got my work shirt for tomorrow's training session. April and I are going to the same one, even though we'll be working in different stores. It doesn't fit properly but I liked the style. It has really wide shoulders and really narrow sleeves. What kind of person would have big shoulders and skinny arms? Is it even possible to have both non-excusively?

I hope the training goes well and that April and I will be on normal speaking terms (not on polite ones). I'll have to tell her that I misinterpreted what Christine told me and she can actually come clubbing on Friday. I hope she won't think that I made that up. Although I wouldn't mind going out on Friday night, I have too much work that I should be doing. And that's not an excuse. And I know they won't go without me cause it's usually not a good idea to go into crowded clubs with only two people. (Amelia is working and Claudia said she has lots of uni work, although she might be finished by then).

My Grandpa (Mum's Dad) and my Aunt Ingrid (Mum's sister) is coming from overseas to stay with us. Aunt Ingrid is only coming for about 2 weeks but my Grandpa is staying with us for 6 months! I think I might go crazy cause he'll be staying in our study (where the computer is) so I don't know how I'll be doing work late at night since he would want to sleep then. And also this Grandpa's habits really get on my nerves so when he stayed with us before, I always used to be in a really prickly mood and would snap at everything and everyone. He means well but argh, he can be so irritating!

After he'll leave, my Grandma (Mum's Mum) is supposed to come over. She's all right cause she has a talent for making any story absolutely hilarious and having everyone in stitches from laughing. My only problem with her is that she's very prying and I just don't want to tell her every detail of my non-existing life. When I was little and used to tell her stuff, she'd always blab everything that I told her to our other relatives and her friends. So I learnt my lesson.

Anyway, the next few months should be relatively eventful.