Mum and I went shopping for a bit after Tracey left. We were in Coles when Nan called. Apparently she got test results back and had to go in for an operation. Immediately. I think she was a little bit freaked out, especially after Heidi, and this was like her way of saying goodbye in case something happened. I told her I loved her, and said I'd be praying for her (Okay, I'm an atheist but I did pray, because I promised and because it was something that would be important to her, in case anything did happen). Mum dropped me off at the flat and said she'd call when she had news. Nan went into surgery about seven, came out at eleven and it turned out to be two hernias, not just one. Damn XP

I know she's old and has lots of health problems and we're going to loose her sooner or later but I dont think I could deal with that just yet. And the family definately couldnt cope XP. I really hope she's around a while yet. She has her faults but she's a nice person and she's my grandmother and I love her for that. I want to make her proud, and I want her to be there for when I graduate university. Which, with my ambitions, could be another ten or so years XP

Okay, so I'm starting on the three year bachelor of asian studies course. But I want to get good enough grades so I get into the four year program and I can do the year in asia. And then I want to do an honours year. Thats five years. But then I want to go on to the Bachelor of Arts in Archaeological practices. And an honours year. A doctorate would be nice. And then I was thinking maybe a degree from Todai, and a teaching position. Writing books and earning a shitload a year, working in asian archaeology. That's my dream and I want nan to see thaTaylor and I have sort of almost officially have broken up. We're having a "break", which means he's too chicken to actually say he wants to break up with me. Meh. I really dont  care, I'd rather just be close friends with him right now anyway. But sometimes I kinda miss the relationshipy things like hugs and having someone to cuddle late at night and using him as a human pillow. I'll deal though. We're still living together (which didnt turn out as spectacular as I was thinking either) ony now in seperate beds in the same room. And I swear if he doesnt clean soon I am buying epic sized garbage bags.

Not sure where I was up to last time (yes, I'm too lazy to read over old posts) but I'm pretty sure it was pre-asshole housemates. Anyway, the epic tale...

While Taylor and I were still officially dating, he decided to invite two people who went to our high school to move in, two people I barely knew. I think this is the start of the downfall of our relationship. Within a week, someone had gotten their mitts into my expensive moisturiser, my toothbrush and pads had disappeared, the place got a whole lot messier and Taylor and the other two did a lot more of the things I really would rather they didnt do. Yeah. I found my toothbrush later, in the laundry tub covered in some mysterious black substance. "It was probably the plumber" was the excuse but I swear if I find out who it was I'm going to f***ing murder them. Who does that? Who thinks "Oh, look, a toothbrush that isnt mine. I guess its perfectly okay to clean the toilet with." Oh, and the pads. What the hell? Who just steals pads? They are kind of a highly personal item.  I mean if you need pads, ask and I'm not going to object but dont just take  them.

Pretty sure it was all Kathleen. She seemed to have this weird concept in her mind that she doesnt need to ask, she can just take and no one will mind. Absolutely no concept of personal space whatsoever.

And not once, not once did she nor her nerdy ass unemployed boy toy pay rent. They were annoying the shit out of me and not even making an effort to pay what they were supposed to. And they blocked the toilet by using paper towels as toilet paper. Um, common sense? Of course it blocked the freaking toilet. They did other shit too which I wasnt happy with, but long story.

So basically, even Taylor got incredibly sick of them and they "moved out". I suspect  (hope) there was a harsher ultimatum involved. The same day we instantly acquired new housemates. Will, who is kinda cool and his fiancee Sam who I get along with and who actually CLEANS UP AFTER HERSELF. They've been in the place just over a week, have paid more rent than Kathleen and Rhys ever did in the two months or so they were here and are a lot more friendlier. And fight less. 

There was a little incident a couple of days ago involving a bookshelf Kathleen had left behind which, naturally, Will and Sam had put stuff on as it was in their room. Kathleen storms in, her Dad in tow, and in an obvious PMS rage. Sam tells her "dont go in there" (as Torry and Emmy were "making love" in there) but she barges in anyway. Lucky they'd finished. Kathleen pretty much tipped everything off the bookshelf, including some reasonably valuable glass things. Also lucky nothing was broken, although there was no call for her attitude. It wasnt like they'd actually done anything to deserve staying in that room. They were acting like petulant kids pretty much. I caught Rhys actually complaining about how they'd been kicked out because they weren't paying rent. It wasnt fair, apparently. Imagine that! Of course its totally not fair to be kicked out for not paying rent XD.

They made the silly mistake of leaving their computer behind. Reasonably, it is pretty heavy. We gave Will a pair of scissors. He's pretty sure it'll now explode if turned on.

Back to relationships again. There's this guy at work who I've been reasonably good friends with for a while. But now he wants to ask me out. Ummm.... No. Seriously is it an impossibility to be just friends with a straight guy without them somehow deciding you like them in that way? It's a pain in the ass. I dont want to hurt his feelings but I seriously dont want to date him. Pity date=No. And Taylor would never let me live it down either. I dont think I want another relationship before I go to uni anyway. I think I'm too much of a commitment person. Another reason I'm not interested in  this guy- I know it's not going to last. Like, I feel sorry for him and I'd like to remain friends but relationship is no and I just hope he stops pursuing it. He hasnt actually asked yet, but it's pretty damn obvious. Maybe I'd be happier had I been born a guy. But then I'd probably be gay, and thats a whole different can of emotional agony. Can't win XD.

Wednesday was an interesting day for me. I think I wrote about Heidi in my last entry. Wednesday, I met up with mum on her day off, and we went and had morning tea/brunch/lunch with Heidi's older sister Tracey. She's not handling it well at all, and neither are their parents. Tomorrow they're going to the Narrandera cemetery to let off thirty balloons for her thirtieth birthday. We were planning to go buuuuuttt...
 

Mum and I went shopping for a bit after Tracey left. We were in Coles when Nan called. Apparently she got test results back and had to go in for an operation. Immediately. I think she was a little bit freaked out, especially after Heidi, and this was like her way of saying goodbye in case something happened. I told her I loved her, and said I'd be praying for her (Okay, I'm an atheist but I did pray, because I promised and because it was something that would be important to her, in case anything did happen). Mum dropped me off at the flat and said she'd call when she had news. Nan went into surgery about seven, came out at eleven and it turned out to be two hernias, not just one. Damn XP

I know she's old and has lots of health problems and we're going to loose her sooner or later but I dont think I could deal with that just yet.

We're going to Albury tomorrow to see her in hospital, which is why we arent going to Narrandera for Heidi. Apparently a certain Aunt was caught making snide comments about how "if it was my family I'd have been down there straight away". I swear someones going to snap and slap her across the face. Hopefully not me because that would be awkward (but satisfying).  Kmart called and asked me if I could work saturday and sunday and I was like "Ummmmm .....ummmm.... mmmm...... No." Well, okay I'm working sunday. I think.

Next week is epic toysale, starting thursday. People are seriously panicking. According to Simone I'll be fine as long as I dont make mistakes. I'm screwed. I have about thirty hours on layby, and hopefully getting more on checkouts and service desk. With the Saleyards on top, I'll have thirty five-fourty hours, although theres only 1700 drawn this week so that'll be a short day (...if they fix the apparently broken computer system). Saleyards are also trying to make a live webcam feed for their website. Its not working yet. I'll post a link when it is, just to show what I work with ;D That may take a couple of months. Also, my side of the scales is apparently getting a touchscreen sometime soon. That'll be wonderful... using the touchscreen is so freaking annoying T_T. I had a go in the ring, but theres this guy yelling and you have to write down everything he's yelling and its hard and scary XP.

I remember mentioning in my last post that I was getting layby training. Well, I have service desk training now too :D I'm fine with that as long as I dont have to answer the phone. I hate answering phones. I hate talking on phones. And talking face to face is difficult, but I'd prefer it. The written word is probably both the easiest and hardest form of communication ever. You cant be scared of confrontation and you have as much time as you like to think of your retorts, but it's so easy to lie and you never know what the other person is thinking. Communication is difficult and it doesnt help that I'm not a very open person and I have a huge need for personal space. I cant handle it when someone sits near me in a mall and I hate going into small shops on my own. And when randoms are at my house I am incredibly uncomfortable. I dont mean to seem like a bi*** but it just weirds me out. Also, customers have no concept of personal space. All customers should go away (probably why I like layby so much). And especially creepy customers. And creepy employees who decided that since you're such a good friend that you'd date them....


Okay I'm babbling now. It's late and I havent had many people I can actually talk to lately. I'm going. Going. Gone. Seeya ;D
 

Hee, I'm crazy ^_^ Wanna know why? 

 

First day of the holidays when my parents havent been home... slept in untill about nine (ohh, thats barely a sleep-in ;P). Didnt eat tea last night because the pie was disgusting, but was too nice to say so (XD) so cooked some crumbled fish for breakfast. Then, as per my rigourous and gruelling study schedule.... I found my copy of FFXII....... and promptly began to play XD. Just as I'm up to that guy who tells you you need a sunstone to get into the palace, I thought I heard a knock on the door. Short debate over whether to ignore it or not, but I figured it might be someone interesting. And it was.... high fives to the new P plater on the block ^_^. He hasnt lost them yet as hilaious as his sister said it would be- he's driving up to Canberra this afternoon I think. So, I abandoned FFXII ("Nuuuu! Wheres a save point? Ah, screw it.") and got a lift into town ^_^. Actually, it was sort of "Brandon owes me five bucks now. Lets go." Fun, because the guy lives on the complete opposite side of town as me. As in, you drive through the city, keep driving, exit the city, keep going to the other middle of nowhere :P. And then we went to find Pat who lives in yet another middle of nowhere, but he wasnt home XD
 

Someone's already been suspended for being stupid. There was a "Year Meeting" yesterday during english when they warned us again. Wouldn't let on what happened though XXP.