The week has been pretty good, nothing much tor really bitch about, nothing major, but just to say 'Transperth, I just want to execute you'.
Rant of the week, and it's only monday. Down below the cut mark.
Here's how my wonderful monday morning goes. First I get up, knowing I'm running a little behind schedule is driving me bonkers, I get ready and shuffle my way to the bus stand. I pelt to the bus stand on Jackson ave, just as I am about to arrive at the stand the bus is scooting around the corner. Luckily it waited for me to actually get on before departing. So sad if it left without me. Listening to my walkman I enjoy the last hours of my music before I my first exam. Things look good until I realise the bus isn't moving. I look out the bus, and there are like 4 other busses behind the bus I'm sitting in. Worst still there were quite a number of other vehicles infront. I carefully removed my headphones, and realise the mess that is infront. *Jam*. On the bus radio, all I hear is that a bus has broken down at the lights in the bus lane. How ironic, 30 minutes before my exam. Luck isn't my fairy godmother today. I'll die tonight. Let alone I am rushing to uni. So my bus trip turned into an utter disaster, and I ran to my exam 1/2 hour late, just because.
The weekend gone by has seen some birthdays, 2 infact, so much money disappearing from an already emptying bank account, oh well everyone is happy I suppose. Got to see a whole lot of ppl, esp
jasmineflame,
zhalaya,
mimidarling,
tittylj,
spiderlance, and had a cool time at the zoo. Did get to see some animals and some random signs which said along the lines of "animal managament reasons".
One exam to go, and it's to do with legal stuff, and better still it's in the evening, the best time when I go hungry and want food and need to think at the same time, I'm so uberly dead. Oh well. Time to figure out what I should try to do as the holidays. Yes, that's right, catch up with a whole lot of ppl. That includes a whole lot of ppl on my friends list, we need an event to go out to, maybe 1/2 and 1/2 or everyone, if everyone's times works out.
Time to knock myself out, and try and worry about things a little later, got to work from midday until 8pm, a whole bunch of fun, looking at boxes and counting. Thou I love my job, it keeps me on my toes.