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lolwut

Thu, 09 Apr 2009 05:02:25 GMT

I'm in my lunch break at work and getting a subway - and it's made okay (meatball was all to one side and smushed :/ ) but the poor girl on the end whose rushing and such whilst the other schlubs are all *braindead stare* was working her arse off, so I said "you're doing a good job" and she just stared at me and then rushed off to help at the front of the line.
o_0
the ONE time I'm actually semi-pleased with subway service and I compliment them, not even a simple thanks or a smile... I was just so incredibly amused by that.

Today sucks. I may have to see a shrink. Going through references tonight. Sigh.

Iron DOES help us play, help us ALL play

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 00:06:07 GMT

I'm at work.

I now have to work 8 - 6 because I left early on friday. UUUNNNGGGHHH.

This means I'll be getting up at about 5:30 am and getting home at about 7:30 pm. This is the epitome of 'sucking ass'.

However, lots of money is good. :D Mitch and I are planning a holiday to queensland later in the year so I want to save up heaps of cash.

Also I'm looking to move out. HOORAY!

ALSO. I bought a projector. It is sweet as. Marvel at its greatness!

Watching movies on the ceiling is pretty fun. :D

Had the best ever weekend with mitch... mostly just us relaxing and going for drives and watching movies it was awesome <3

Back to work, my morning break is over :[

Update entry

Wed, 04 Mar 2009 10:59:25 GMT

It's 9:30 pm and I'm sitting here in mitches shirt watching the biggest loser (yes, I record neighbors and the biggest loser so that I can come home and watch it *blush*)

I like sleeping in mitches shirt because it smells like him... I LOVE that manly musk of man cologne mixed with man scent.... it's so so good. *INHALE*

Today I took a day off work. I walked in the rain yesterday from the bus stop to work when it was PISSING down. I got soaked, pretty much. I think I've caught a chill because I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a POUNDING headache.

I also have just felt extreeeemely stressed out and my depression has been quite irritating to deal with the past few weeks. So it was good to also have a day off just to sort some things out and get my shit together.

I spent the morning with mitch, we got breakfast and ate it in the park near his house. Then he took me to the post office to pick up a parcel - it was my dress/skirt off ebay! Yay! I had ordered them weeks ago, one is a gorgeous white and grey lolita dress and the other is a purple lacey gothic skirt - they fit!! And I'm sooo happy with them. I now need to throw a big tea party or something as an excuse to get all doll'd up ;D

Then I came home and cleaned my room out a bit, tidied things and put clothes away. I have my outfit laid out for tomorrow and another outfit laid out for friday, haha I'm so neat and ordered. :B

Just before I drew my friend nathan a picture of jack skellington on facebook grafitti. A hi-res version can be found here: Jack

We like The Nightmare Before Christmas ^_____^

Anyway, here's a pic of me and my favourite girl in the world, juliet AKA jubacca (I'm han so-lou)

Aren't we positively adorable? All prettied up :B like little princesses. I had such a fun night going out with her and her friends who are GREAT and awesome people. I feel comfortable around them for the first time in ages. I don't tend to like to hang around with large groups of people but with these people it's easy to just 'be'.

I had the best weekend everrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Saw lots of friends and just felt great. Here's me around the end of the night, being half exhausted, half partying still.... but ALL happy x)

I hope this weekend coming up is half as good as last ones, but it should be because it's booze friday for my work! YAY! Which means wearing casual clothes as well, woop! I'm going to wear my TUK platform shoes if they're fixed by then (broke them last time I tried to wear them :[ so getting them fixed tomorrow)

I'm considering wearing my hair extensions on friday to work as well, and curling them up and making them look awesome and stuff... but I'm worried I'll lose respect for it for some reason. I dunno. o_0 I always overthink what people might think though... I need to just stop. Who cares if someone thinks less of me because I put fake hair in now and then... gah.

Aaaaand I've eaten two helpings of pasta for dinner and am ridiculously full. I think once my head hits my pillow I'll fall right to sleep....

Subways service fucking sucks slippery anus

Mon, 23 Feb 2009 08:41:13 GMT

Firstly I'd like to start off this rant with a bit of a foreword, a bit of a disclaimer, if you will.

I recently got a new job at an awesome place and I made it my personal goal to work so extremely fucking hard and be the best and awesome at my job that I could possibly be - and then some. So I am going in every day, trying to do my absolute best. I'm not saying this for any other reason than to push my point. And my point is: when you're working this hard and trying your best possible, and then you pay for the services of something EVEN if it's small, and you don't get that same type of service that you go out of your way to provide to others... you may get just a LITTLE bit annoyed by it. Right? Rrrright.

You could be a bigger person than I and shrug it off. Perhaps lay it down to someone ELSE having a bad day. Perhaps just go home and not think about it ever again. I'm unfortunately, not a bigger person, and I will curse and get angry and frustrated until I am exhausted enough to not care. Keeping this is mind, what in mind? I hear you ask. Keeping it in mind that I am immature, completely

Dear Subway employees (aged 15 - 18),

I know what it is to have a shitty job. I have had several shitty jobs, each more shitty-er than the next. However, with these shitty jobs came responsibility with other peoples money however vast or small, and peoples confidential and private information. I don't claim to be a saint, I don't claim that I am all-knowing and supremely intelligent... but what I do feel I can claim, and proudly at that, is that I have what you don't seem to or will ever possess: common fucking* sense.

I know that you could care two steaming shits what your customers think, and what you're meant to do, because you're making sandwiches for an income. And a petty income at that. I know you're standing behind that counter thinking about fucking your boyfriend, or girlfriend, or dog, or whatever it is you kids think about these days with your skateboarding and your hula hoops. I know you're not thinking 'I really care about what that girl is going to have on her sandwich' - and let's be honest here... you're probably not thinking that much at all considering your slack-jawed, blank expression. But here's the kicker: I care. And I am paying for YOUR service with MY money. Money that I earned all by myself for serving OTHERS. OTHERS like your mother, your girlfriend, your dog... who the fuck ever - the point is people like you and me.

Here's some tips I've put together that I think you'll benefit from since you clearly don't seem to grasp the idea of customer service:

- instead of making eye contact with a customer in line and then looking away without moving or saying ANYthing... you could try a firm "just one moment" or perhaps something a little easier considering these are baby steps... "just a sec" or perhaps even EASIER: "one moment" and maybe even delivered with a smile. This allows the customer to know you're not fucking ignorant, and will get to their request in a moment. It also shows you're not braindead, which is a plus.

- when you ask a customer what they want to order, actually listen to their answer. That way you'll know what they want to order and won't have to ask again several times. This also ensures a smooth sandwich-to-customers-mouth-transaction.

- when a customer says "pickle" they actually mean pickle and not carrot. I know this might be a bit of an information overload but you'll get there.

- when approached by two customers who appear to be together, when asking if they'd like to pay together or seperately, simply listen to their answer so as you don't process the payment before actually listening to their answer.

- when customers ask for a drink, kindly supply them with a paper cup. This way they won't try to drink from their cupped hands out of the machine. This also proves to be a cleaner alternative and less mess to clean up.

- don't wear an insane amount of make-up and or accessories. Contrary to belief, customers DON'T want a shitty cheap Diva necklace pendant in their sandwich, nor do they want congealed foundation powder lightly speckled across their cheese.

- sun visors are implemented so that customers don't have to peel out long bits of badly dyed hair out of their orders. Alternatively, shave your head.

- try to blend a certain amount of hand and eye coordination with your service. Customers actually like their sauces on their sandwich, rather than poured down the side of the packaging.

- if it is 2 am in the morning, stop flirting with the drunken guy who has already gotten his sub, and serve the fucking poor drunken girl who is most likely to pass out any second if she doesn't get her FUCKING SUBWAY YOU BLOODY TART.

All of these may or may not have occured to me personally. *cough*theyallhave*cough*.

So please, kindly take my advice and wake the fuck up. If I can suppress enough anger and frustration when explaining to an elderly man what the internet IS... then you can fucking put shit on my sandwich properly and give it to me - with a smile no fucking less.

Love Sophie-louise
Accounts Receivable Officer

If I have to LOOK at the next slack jawed, dopey ass kid with an idiotic blank expression on their stupid face... I'm going to kick them in the chest.

*According to a latest poll from heavy college research, swearing has been found to alleviate most body tensions causing extreme euphoric tendencies... and if you've read the first half of this sentence believing it, than you're a fucking moron. And if you've read up till this part and still believe it there's no fucking hope for you, because you're a moron, you moron. And if you think I give a damn that I swear a lot and start off sentences with 'and' then you're even more fucking clueless than I thought. And ignorant.

Steve the zombie

Fri, 20 Feb 2009 21:35:33 GMT

Meet my new friend Steve.

He's a zombie. His favourite things to do are chowing down on victims flesh, playing basketball and riding Mitches 4WD Toyota Tundra.

He's going to sit on my desk at work to keep me company while I'm on the phones. ^___^

It's amazing how something so simple as taking the afternoon off work, buying toys and getting a nose piercing (all with the one you love) can make you feel so incredibly rejuvenated. *happy sigh*

Strangerer and strangerer

Thu, 19 Feb 2009 12:10:00 GMT

I've been reflecting tonight... and I think I've 'shelled up' in the past few months... I haven't truly expressed myself in a long time. Methinks it's time for a freaky weird photo manip... ;D I can barely sleep right now but I have to go to work tomorrow so I probably shouldn't get onto doing one now... even though I SOOOO could given the creativity flowing atm... and I bet by the time I have free time I won't be motivated anymore... uh, so the way it is... lame.

I want to create awesome stuff like this:

I need to hammer down and do some art to get things rolling....

x

GRRR

Mon, 02 Feb 2009 02:37:00 GMT

I'm at work. I'm sweating up a storm up here! Something's wrong with the air conditioning. >:( and our city is in a heatwave. Perfect.

I was just getting taught stuff one on one by my trainer (I don't understand any of this internet trickery) and I was just sitting there SWEATING. Eventually I said I couldn't concentrate being this hot so we moved to my desk with the piss poor little fan going. Guuuh getmeouttahere.

I went to big day out friday and saw Lupe Fiasco perform - he's retiring (so I heard) so I didn't want to miss him. This was the highlight of my time at Big Day Out as the rest of the time I spent there I was sweating profusely, lamenting about the blister on my foot and generally being a complainy pants. :( We left at like 7 ha.

I have my angry pants on today because on sunday I decided YES, RED IS THE WAY instead of cutting my hair short and so I proudly walked in at 1 to get it coloured red - the hairdressers were bitches - and I ultimately walked out with PURPLE PLUM COLOURED HAIR. I am pissed off. 1) I also bought extensions for it which they coloured PLUM as well, so waste of money 2) wasted my sunday time with mitch and for what. NOTHING. well, purple clown awful hair that's what. Plus it distinguished all my happy dreams/hopes of having cool red hair that I now just want my plain brown hair back and to crawl into a hole never to be seen again. SIGH. And worser was mitch picked me up and I spent the whole afternoon complaining about it so I wasn't much company for him - and it just suuuucked basically. I'm still unhappy and will remain so until Wednesday when I am getting it coloured back to brown for free (I demanded so on the phone). Aaaand even then it will be DARK ALMOST BLACK brown because of all the colour in it... soooo I guess I won't be happy until a few months after it's faded and somewhat back to health. In the pic it looks way redder because it's in the sunlight, but in reality it's plummy burgundy dark purple colour - anyone looking at me wouldn't think 'redhead' at all... so I'm pissed. So my hair is a gross plum colour (makes me look lame) and it's dry and brittle as fuck. ANGRY PANTS. >:(

What I was before:

What I wanted (photoshop'd):

What I got:

Here's a pic of it in the harsh sunlight and high contrast:

They used bleach in foils so I don't understand why they couldn't just put a cherry red in and be fucking done with it. UGH.

I am looking forward to my first ever Booze Friday at work - every first friday of the month we go to the pub next door and have drink specials - it's awesome.

And also I got to work late because my first bus was 10 minutes late causing me to miss my second bus causing me to catch another bus that got me to king william st at 9 causing me to run through rundle mall this morning hoping to make it but getting here at 9:07 prompting a stern warning about calling if you're late. UUUGH. MONDAYS SUCK.

And on top of that I am a sweaty mess because of the broken air con.

Conclusion: this monday is craptastical.

New artses

Fri, 30 Jan 2009 23:21:22 GMT

I was bored this morning and waiting for Mitch to wake up so I rushed this little piece....

it's cute but eh, it's not extremely well done and I was in a 'meh' mood, so shhhhmeh.

It's kinda hot in these rhinos.

That guy has more issues than Time magazine!

Mon, 19 Jan 2009 08:33:56 GMT

Awesomeness (purely for my own benefit):
'I've known you for a lil while now & think you're bloody awesome, if not the most amazing gal I've ever met & if ppl DO think you're a poopy person, well then frankly fook em, they dont deserve the honor to be a part of Ms Sopheroo's life.'

I treasure these words. :) even the chatspeak ones xD

And now to take my mind away from canceling accounts and dealing with clients...

Would it be hard seeing someone else kiss the last person you kissed?
very hard

Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?
mitch

Who was the last person you cried in front of and where?
my mum, a while ago

Have you ever regretted letting someone go?
not anymore :) closure is awesome

Have you heard a song that reminds you of anyone today?
nope

Has someone ever made a promise to you and broken it?
absolutely

Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months?
yes

When was the last time you felt like your heart was actually breaking?
years ago

Is there someone you don't ever want to be out of your life?
quentin
mitch (he's a good guy)

Do you give out second chances too easily?
definitely
it's my one huge fault

Missing someone?
yeah

Who was the last person to give you a hug?
mitch

Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?
the one I am in is

Do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life?
without a doubt

Do you remember your first kiss?
not really, thankfully

If you could go back in time and change things, would you?
absolutely

Do you want to get married?
I'm undecided

Are you happy right now?
sure :D

Are you afraid of death/dying?
mmm nope

Was the first person you talked to today a male or female?
he has a peen0r

Has anyone disappointed you recently?
yes

Would you hug the last person you hugged again?
yes

When will your next kiss be?
hopefully tomorrow!

Do you believe in love?
yes

What were you doing last night?
riding mitches bike around the belair national park

Do you believe that you can have more than one best friend?
yes I have a few :D

How is your heart right.. now?
light

Who was the last person to call you babe or baby?
mitch

Do you think that you'll be in a relationship within the next two months?
yep! and hopefully ANOTHER ENTIRE YEAR

Does your myspace password have to do with a boy?
no

Does anyone have your heart right now?
I keep it in a jar under my bed *maniacal grin*

Have you ever made out with someone you never dated?
yes

Has more then one person on your top friends ever admitted to liking you?
unfortunately

Did you go to sleep smiling last night?
yes, cuddled with my mitch

Is your hair up?
nope

Is your phone right beside you?
yes, charging

Will this Sunday be a good one?
you bet it will be

How long was your last phone call?
a few minutes

Do you like comments or messages better?
messages

How are you feeling?
pretty good

What were you doing at 11 last night?
sleeping

When's the last time you were surprised?
when I got the job I wanted a few months ago

Who was the last person you took a picture of?
mitch

Do you want someone dead?
nah

What are you thinking about right now?
pasta flavoured burps.... gross?

What time did you go to sleep last night and why?
about 10ish because I had to go to work today

Have you ever drank with your number one?
yes

When did you last talk to your brother or sister?
I msged her last week

Why is your profile song your profile song?
because I fuckin' love zombies

Do you wear your seat belt in the car?
yes, I don't wanna end up like that watermelon... ooooh no

Do you want to get married and have children one day?
surprise me ;D wait, what?

Are you wearing makeup?
fucknaw

Where is your most ticklish spot?
ankles

What time did you get up today?
6 am

Who did you last hold hands with of the opposite sex?
mitch

How is the weather right now?
hot,fuckinnnnnnnnnnn

What are the main things you always take with you?
phone, camera.... lip gloss

So glad today is over... damn mondays.

Take your passive aggressiveness elsewhere

Wed, 14 Jan 2009 09:23:11 GMT

I'm done with your hostility towards me, move on and get a grip on what's important. Chillax.

My titles often don't relate to my full entry. I need to get things off my chest sometimes and for me that involves projecting it to the internets to no particular person/people and not even knowing if it will be read or not (I haven't told anybody I've started blogging "properly" again). For some reason it brings me comfort. I can't begin to explain it because I don't entirely get it myself. I often question my motives/actions but this is one I've stopped bothering to analyze because it gets too frustrating.

*cough*

Today I took a sick day off from work. Yesterday I went to work and had this medical issue bothering me all morning to the point of tears. I was prepared to march on and get the day over and done with so I could retire to my bedroom of safety and comfort and be glad that I did push through, but instead I let it get to me and was calling my mum many times to secure a doctors appointment with my doctor. In the end I got exasperated and emailed my boss and team leader explaining everything and they understood and practically ordered me to go to the doctors and then home to rest.

I am disappointed in myself for it, because I set a personal goal to not skip ONE single day of work in my probation period, nor be late or late back from lunch etc. and I've been very very good up until yesterday afternoon. So I was hating myself all day yesterday. Work is fine with me going to the doctors obviously, but I myself wasn't. I just wish I'd stuck in there and kept going...but at the same time I did need medical attention asap. But now I have my meds and am well and will go to work tomorrow. It's just an annoyance that I broke my goal. I also hate appearing slack nowadays, whereas with my old job (which I hated savagely for many reasons) I would glady skip work willy-nilly (hahaha that's such an odd expression).

So today I woke up with my darling boyfriend*, watched him leave for work and went back to bed and slept a bit more, woke again and read in bed, ate some breakfast and watched some youtube videos. It was a nice morning. Then I did washing all day and decided I'd feel better after a swim - this weather is amazing. Horrible to work in, but amazing for swimming and ambiance. There's nothing more beautiful than a hot night and sunset. It's great.

When I was picking leaves out of the pool with the pool-scoopery-thing (yes, I believe that is the correct term) I noticed a large Huntsman spider sprawled out dead floating on the surface of the water. I gasped and immediately took care in picking it out and plopping him on the side of the pool. Anyone who knows me knows I am fascinated with spiders/bugs/reptiles. I picked his legs out gently so as I could have a good study of him.... magnificent specimen, one of the biggest I've seen of their species. I'd say it was bigger than my palm, laid out like that.

And so I left him there, telling myself after my swim I'll come take a photo of him to really get a good close up study. But after my swim and shower, he lay there forgotten, and only until coming back from the movies with Jickle (Vicky Cristina Barcelona is a great film) did I remember him. I rushed down to take a picture but... the ants had made a fine feast of him. I was devs.

And now I'm going to watch a movie/read a book and hop into bed totally refreshed and ready for work tomorrow. :)

*Mitch thank you so much for your listening/advice, I treasure you the most out of anyone in the world, you're my reason to want to work and enjoy life <333