Nov 07, 2004 15:29
Well I'm a freaky streaker like Winnie the Pooh
A T-shirt and no pants and I dance the bugaloo
I got lots to say. Just not enough time to say it! My day has currently been chock-a-block with full-on activity. I've basically been working 2 full-time jobs. A rough time table would be:
7:00am: Work Experience
4:00pm: Work
11:00pm: Sleep
I must have been letting off gay vibes at work the other night. A customer returned after his meal and asked me "Yeh, umm, do you have a business card of some sort?"
"Sure," I said whilst handing him the card, "Does that mean you'll be coming back, then?" (I was in a happy mood)
He didn't say anything and just handed me a piece of paper. I took it from him out of reaction. I knew straight away what was going on so I just smiled at him and said "Cya".
What a shame I'm not homosexual.
I spilt a glass of water on my laptop the other night. In a desperate panic I looked around for something to mop up the spill. After 10 seconds of searching, I decided to rip off my shirt and use that. Just goes to show, I love my laptop.
I had a fight with Bron the other day. Don't know why or what for. I hate that. Now we're nothing, all I wanted to be was friends. I can't even have that. A few weeks ago that's all she wanted to be. I'm never going to move back to Canberra anyway, so why bother? I just always thought we'd be in touch. It's a shame, I feel like I don't even know her anymore. I suppose I don't.