good times
I am so sunburnt right now. It's so bad that I'm not even going to post "after" pictures. You can kind of see it in that photo though, it hasn't really come up yet there. We'd just spend hours in the main street walking around drawing attention to ourselves. It was so stupid of me to get burnt. I'm seriously kicking myself for it. It's really bad too, but I'm hoping it'll just be like every other time I've got burnt and that it looks bad now, but in two days it'll be completely gone. In my defence, it was horribly cloudy and I didn't think the sun was going to come out at all, and I didn't realise we'd be in town for that long. I know, I know, that's no excuse.
So I spent the better part of the middle of the day with Precious. She rang me this morning telling me she was in town, so we went and hung out in the middle of the festival. That totally made my day, I was so excited. Hugely excited. I haven't seen her since the end of TAFE last November, and now she lives in the next town so I see her even less. But she's down for a few days working with a guy she used to work with and visiting people I guess. We hung around in the main street for nearly three hours. She bought some cheap rip off perfume, which didn't really smell like it was supposed to. I bought a nose stud which is so cute. She bought little badges, and stuck one on each boob. They said "I [heart] sex" and "I have the boobies so I make the rules". She also bought one that said "catholic school survivor" and I can't remember what the other said. Then we went walking through Target looking at the bras and I showed her the awesome underwear I bought, then we commented on the bras that are like so tiny you wouldn't really need to bother, and then she challenged me to find an E size, which I didn't think Target sold but they do. Then we took stickers off the bras and stuck them on ourselves. Ok well Precious stuck them on her boobs and I just stuck mine on my shirt near my skirt. You can see the stickers there, one says "touch me" (it was a softly padded bra) and the other says "anyway you please" (it was a convertible bra). We got some really weird looks from people, it was so funny. One guy said "nice stickers", but most just looked as we walked past. We sat on the island in the middle of the road for a while like corner sluts and lots of guys looked as they walked past.
Good times had by all.
And then we came back to mine, where she played with the kitty and I made her a Facebook page so that when they get the net at her place we can keep in touch. We made plans to go over town tomorrow afternoon/evening when it wasn't so hot and cause she's on the lookout for a hot cowboy. And we made plans to sell our photographs next festival, and it'll be good because that'll mean that the stall will be cheaper because we'll be paying half each. And she has a half decent camera as well, and she's really good at taking macro kind of shots. Her flower shots are beautiful, whereas most of mine are only so-so. She also said I could stay at hers when I go to my res school for uni, because they have a big house and live relatively close to the uni, and by then she should have her licence so she'll be able to just drop me off in the morning and pick me up in the afternoon. That'll drop my costs by like $600, which is just what I need right now. So as of now, that's kind of the plan. And she said I should stay another day and we can go clubbing or whatever, cause she can get into the pubs there. So I really can't wait until then, because the res school will be good, and staying with Precious will also be good, and cheap. She said I could stay for free, but there's no way I could do that. I'll give them like $100 for food and the room and stuff for the week. Precious's mum loves me anyway.
I got my human biology text book today. I was excited, but a little disappointed because it looks just like my year twelve bio text book, except with obviously more advanced information in it. It's about the same size, and is supposed to cost $130. If that was my high school text book, I'd be kicking up a stink paying the $40 that they charge for it. Text books are riduculously priced and it's such a rip off. But I'm all set to start reading it some time soon so I won't get behind with study. The first "module" is the first four chapters, so I better get reading soon. The date for start of semester is February 16, whereas I think the date for my other psych subjects isn't until the 23rd. I've still got to buy the rest of my text books. Mark doesn't want to put them on his credit card, so I might put them on Jason's and that way he'll be able to put his money onto it straight away, and I'll just pay him back.
My money situation is bad at the moment. I've got $18 left in my account and it's Monday. I used to be able to still have over $100 in there by next pay day. I don't really know what went wrong, but I can guess. We've really got to do something about this. We were so good when we first moved in. We planned dinners and only bought what we needed and hardly ever had take out. Now everything has just gone crazy and we've both got no money left and things need to be paid! It's not like we're running out of money or anything like that. We're still easily affording things, it's just that we eat shit and buy random crap that we don't need. Really need to stop doing that. We have heaps of food in the flat but we never eat it. We always just go buy take out or something lately. That's going to stop. We're going to have lots of easy meals now, and stop buying so much junk. It's really hit these last few weeks, especially today when I took cash out and only left $18 in my account. Fair enough I didn't get paid for last Friday because Joe wouldn't pay me, so I've had less money this week, but is that really an excuse? This week I'm really going to cut back on the shopping list and plan out dinner for every night, and buy lunches to take to work, and all that jazz. Damn it, this week we are going to save money. I really need a lot of it to afford text books.
Louise got into the finals for the modelling thing she was doing. Now she goes through to the next round, which gets judged in April. I'm not really in awe of it yet, like I haven't really heard much about it and what happens with it and all that, but I'm still proud of her. Modelling is her thing, she loves it. This is good.
Mum and the rest of the family got back from Sydney today. Apparently it was the holiday from hell, apart from Louise's thing. They stayed at John's cousin's place for a few days, and apparently it was such a shit hole. Like seriously, apparently there were dirty towels on the floor and John opened the oven and nearly hurled, and they refused to sleep in the bed that they had for them. And they said it smelt real bad. Then they got to the hotel, which was pure luxury, but the holiday didn't really improve. Mum said that all that happened was that John and Jayden spent most of the time arguing about where to go, and by the time they'd decided it was too late to go anywhere. And they didn't get any sight seeing in and the hotel was right in the middle of Sydney so there was so much noise, and John was grumpy like always. The flew down and flew back, which was probably the highlight of their trip. I am so glad I didn't go with them. All that arguing and carrying on would have driven me crazy. It's horrible to say, but I really am glad that I'm out of that place. I was over there today and Jayden got the shits and he swore, and he's ten years old! All that conflict would do my head in. I know I've been really depressed and out of control here on my own, but I know I would have been worse there.
Mum said she went to the corner shop to buy some milk and there was this huge brawl going on in there. I'm so glad I'm out of that neighbourhood. After I had my hair cut I walked back down to Mum's to check the mail and be in the air conditioning for a little while. I was really surprised at how the neighbourhood looked, like I really am used to not having people yelling and screaming at all hours of the night now. Both the houses on either sides of Mum's are really trashy. Well, not really, one is really bad, but the other isn't so bad. It's just that I know that the people that live in it are trashy. And Mum's house doesn't look that great either, I'm afraid to say. Not with the paint chipped fence that looks like it'll fall over if you lean on it, and the mail box that once looked really good but now just looks like it needs to be gotten rid of, and the weeds all over the nature strip and the yellow, dead lawn, and the old lounge and old, crappy toys on the verandah. The house isn't any better than those around it, unfortunately. Anyway enough of my high-and-mightyness now. I know I escaped, but I'll still go back and visit. And help Mum clean up so that she can stop looking so crap like all the other houses do.
Mum said she seen an old friend of mine at the Sydney air port, and that he was looking very gay. She kept going on about it in a real mocking way and I was just like "Mum, shut up ok, who cares?". I don't care if he's gay, good for him honestly. That's great. Everyone always thought it anyway. And it's not like it changes who he is. He'll still be my awesome dancing buddy, even though we haven't danced in years. Someone's going to go "oh yea dancing, sure, he must be gay" but I actually know male dancers that aren't gay. Boo for stereotypes.
Precious got a fake tattoo on her wrist today. I'm not quite sure why, seeing as she's already got a real one. Turns out she got the same symbol tattooed on her that is on the necklace that Ben sent me. It means love, so now I know for sure what Ben sent me, because he couldn't remember exactly. Anyway, she's testing her mother because she wants to get cherries tattooed on her wrist, and she doesn't know if her mother will like it where it can be seen. She has a butterfly on the part of her back just above her butt. She knows the guy that did it, so she got it real cheap, and I was like "aww will he do mine cheap?" She said she'd give me his number. She also said not to get one done here because none of the guys here are very good/hygeinic. Anyway, I'm pretty sure that that photo there is like exactly what I want as my tattoo. I stole it off a Facebook group, so it's some random tattoo on some random wrist, but I love it. I want something exactly like that, or quite similar. There's also a few others that I like, but I like that one the most. I'm hoping to get it done by the end of the year, if I can get the guts up to make an appointment! I told Precious she should come with me and hold my hand so I don't freak out! I don't know what work will say about it, but Nat has a little fourleafed clover on her arm and they're fine with it. Well they are now, they weren't when she got it.
Mark is doing 6:30am starts all week this week, working palettes and stuff. I laughed at him. For once he'll be up earlier than me, every day but one this week. For once he'll be the one in bed early, the one tired in the afternoon. It's a nice change. Finally he can feel how I feel after doing early starts. He'll know why I complain now. It kind of sucks though, because I wanted to spend a lot of time over town at night with him, and now he probably won't because he'll be so tired. I'm planning on going over tomorrow evening though, snapping some pictures, watching some buskers and all that. No more boob stickers though I don't think!
Mark has his holidays next week. It's going to be a big weekend this week, because it's Australia Day on Monday, and I took it off, and Mark has like a week and a half off and it's going to be great. I can't wait. Not that I'll drink much on the weekend, but I know I'll have a good time. Pretty much everyone I know will be hitting the pubs at some point.
I'm starting to get a bruise on my arm where it hurts like crazy for no good reason that I can remember. And speaking of weird bodily random things, my leg is really, really itchy because of the heat (because I haven't shaved up that far in a while) and my stretch marks (yes, I have stretch marks, but I'm not complaining right now) have gone all red and the blood has risen to the surface because I've scratched so much and it just looks so weird. I've just been really itchy lately, and I've got itchy spots all over me. Some are from mosquitoes, which some how manage to get into our room, and some are from scratches from the kitty, and others are just random. And I think I'm becoming allergic to the kitty. I swear I must be the only person that sneezes randomly in this heat.
Work tomorrow. I've got a cool checked shirt and jeans to wear for the festival. And I'm making this awesome hat/hair piece thing with Gabby so we're gunna look awesome. I can't wait, weird as it sounds. Any excuse to dress up I guess.