Catching up with old friends is often like going on first dates.
Side note: I am not very knowledgable about first dates. My last first date was 4 years ago and was at an underage party where my date [also the host] drank copious amounts of tequilla, threw up and then fell in said throw up.
There is always that awkward moment where someone has to decide where you should go and what you should do. You haven't hung out in so long you don't want to take them to your favourite place because they might not like it. What if they have become vegetarians and never told you and you take them to a steak house. Friendship first date DISASTER!
Then there is those silent moments that you never seem to have with friends you see all the time. So you fill them with verbal diarrhea that probably shouldn't be shared with people you haven't had a real life conversation with for 3 months.
Of course, if its going badly, you will drink. Don't try to deny it. It will happen.
Side note: not known from personal experience. with my friends, we just drink anyway.
And finally, like all first dates there is that awkward goodbye where you just quite don't know how to act. Do you give them a hug? Should you promise to call? You're always trying to gauge whether they actually had a good time or are they just saying that. Will they call? I hope I didn't hog the conversation. I wonder if they think I'm a pig for ordering desert. It's rather stressful.
No wonder people only say they should catch up. We'd all be having panic attacks if we ACTUALLY had to catch up.
further side note: wondering if friends think i'm a pig for ordering desert is also unknown. all my friends order desert. we never say no.
23 Jul 2009
14 Jul 2009
no nun chuck skills
I hate writing resumes.
Tempted to write that I have no nun chuck skills so there really isn't much of a point in the hiring of me.
Seriously though, the job hunt thing makes me depressed. And I have a job. No one wants to hire a fresh graduate (even though I am technically not one). Everyone wants someone with at least 2-3 years experience. Too bad I have been in class for the past 2-3 years, perhaps I should of been getting some experience. Too bad the media and comm field is constantly changing and evolving (twittered your complaints to starbucks anyone? they will reply!) and those 2-3 years of experience may be deemed void. I know how to write a freaking press release! Whether I print it, fax it, email it, facebook it. I went to uni, I know how to do it.
Man friend is also having trouble finding a job (he also has one as well, but this isn't the point). He is getting interested in doing a trade. But for all the ads that are on TV telling people to do a trade instead of going to uni, he is getting brushed off by practically everyone. All because he is over 21. He said to me today, ' back in highschool, I never even considered a trade, it was always uni - business or something equally as boring'. Obviously that didn't work out as planned. But because it took him till the age of 21 (not old by any ones definition) he is unable to secure work.
Looks like its a big fuck you to the nations economy.
Tempted to write that I have no nun chuck skills so there really isn't much of a point in the hiring of me.
Seriously though, the job hunt thing makes me depressed. And I have a job. No one wants to hire a fresh graduate (even though I am technically not one). Everyone wants someone with at least 2-3 years experience. Too bad I have been in class for the past 2-3 years, perhaps I should of been getting some experience. Too bad the media and comm field is constantly changing and evolving (twittered your complaints to starbucks anyone? they will reply!) and those 2-3 years of experience may be deemed void. I know how to write a freaking press release! Whether I print it, fax it, email it, facebook it. I went to uni, I know how to do it.
Man friend is also having trouble finding a job (he also has one as well, but this isn't the point). He is getting interested in doing a trade. But for all the ads that are on TV telling people to do a trade instead of going to uni, he is getting brushed off by practically everyone. All because he is over 21. He said to me today, ' back in highschool, I never even considered a trade, it was always uni - business or something equally as boring'. Obviously that didn't work out as planned. But because it took him till the age of 21 (not old by any ones definition) he is unable to secure work.
Looks like its a big fuck you to the nations economy.
13 Jul 2009
kindness of strangers
i hate it when people say they have no regrets.
i regret everything. EVERYTHING.
i especially regret drinking so much on Saturday night. drinking so much i cried on one of my friends shoulders about all my problems in life. FAIL!
and, pretty sure I'm never gonna not regret that. like I'm pretty sure I'm not going to not regret drinking 12.5% alcohol beers in Italy and not remembering how my collarbone came to be broken (running story is i fell off a bus).
I'm not going to not regret making multiple drunk phone calls at 5am asking people who had spent their night in bed like good little children if they had seen my phone at all.
On that note, I happened to lose my phone in my drunken haze on saturday night (yes, i cried about it). BUT the guys who found it came and met up with me today and gave it back to me! He laughed when I gave him a scratchie to thank him. Perhaps because my phone is such a shit piece of brick he didn't understand why i was so thankful.
Erin is happiness right now :)
i regret everything. EVERYTHING.
i especially regret drinking so much on Saturday night. drinking so much i cried on one of my friends shoulders about all my problems in life. FAIL!
and, pretty sure I'm never gonna not regret that. like I'm pretty sure I'm not going to not regret drinking 12.5% alcohol beers in Italy and not remembering how my collarbone came to be broken (running story is i fell off a bus).
I'm not going to not regret making multiple drunk phone calls at 5am asking people who had spent their night in bed like good little children if they had seen my phone at all.
On that note, I happened to lose my phone in my drunken haze on saturday night (yes, i cried about it). BUT the guys who found it came and met up with me today and gave it back to me! He laughed when I gave him a scratchie to thank him. Perhaps because my phone is such a shit piece of brick he didn't understand why i was so thankful.
Erin is happiness right now :)
10 Jul 2009
all you can eat buffet
best friend's fiance essentially kicked her out. after she moved 8 hours north of Brisbane to be with him. best friend has suspicions that fiance was starting something with their room mate.
plus side. best friend is back within a 5 minute vicinity meaning i can have play dates again.
downside. oh you know, self consuming miserableness.
anyway, man friend rolled over whilst in the midst of ranting about having a food baby (srsly, guys are such whingers) and took my face in his hands, looked me in the eye, and said "i will never do what fiance did to best friend".
heart broke and melted at same time.
not so perfect man friend at that all encompassing moment became my perfect man friend.
all my frustrations and anger at his illness vanished and i knew he was the one i was meant to be with. for better or for worse.
then he rolled back over and continued to moan asking me 'how could you let me eat so much?' then with a resigned sigh declared 'he had no regrets, all you can eat buffet - best idea ever.'
plus side. best friend is back within a 5 minute vicinity meaning i can have play dates again.
downside. oh you know, self consuming miserableness.
anyway, man friend rolled over whilst in the midst of ranting about having a food baby (srsly, guys are such whingers) and took my face in his hands, looked me in the eye, and said "i will never do what fiance did to best friend".
heart broke and melted at same time.
not so perfect man friend at that all encompassing moment became my perfect man friend.
all my frustrations and anger at his illness vanished and i knew he was the one i was meant to be with. for better or for worse.
then he rolled back over and continued to moan asking me 'how could you let me eat so much?' then with a resigned sigh declared 'he had no regrets, all you can eat buffet - best idea ever.'
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no, i don't want ringtones
x'ray scanner? WHAT?
crazy frog can suck my balls.
mtv inspired haiku.
JUST PLAY SOME FUCKIN MUSIC ALREADY!
x'ray scanner? WHAT?
crazy frog can suck my balls.
mtv inspired haiku.
JUST PLAY SOME FUCKIN MUSIC ALREADY!
9 Jul 2009
FAIL!
Failure as a blogger.
Just found a friend on blogger, shouldn't have been surprised. He lives in a nerd hole.
Then I realised I fail at being a blogger as 1. I'm much too lazy to remember to write things down. 2. I get way to excited/caught up in any moment worth blogging about and 3. I forgot that the point of it was that other people would see it but I really have no desire to put it out there.
Moving along from my failures as a bloggeranian.
Cocktail party this weekend for my work girls, to celebrate the fact we won Retailer of the Month 2 months ago (obviously we fail at planning).
Only thing that is bothering me is one girl who is attached to her boyfriend like....like... something that is attached strongly and rarely separates (TAKE THAT SIMILES). The POINT is that its a girls cocktail night of sing star, way too strong cocktails and then dancing on a stripper pole at UJS (no, that has never happened before *shifty eyes*). That is not a night that is appropraite for boys to be present at. FOR EXAMPLE, pretty sure manfriend (him and i do not suffer from aforementioned affliction) would rather shoot himself in the foot than take part in the night we have planned. So why does Clingy McCling want to bring her bf to the partay? That is just way uncool. Not only will he probably rather be playing James Bond on Wii, but that would just make us uber uncomfortable. They live together, they have lunch together every day; shouldn't they have run out of things to say to each other? Or do I just have the wrong idea of what having a boyfriend entails.
Damn, another thing i fail at.
Just found a friend on blogger, shouldn't have been surprised. He lives in a nerd hole.
Then I realised I fail at being a blogger as 1. I'm much too lazy to remember to write things down. 2. I get way to excited/caught up in any moment worth blogging about and 3. I forgot that the point of it was that other people would see it but I really have no desire to put it out there.
Moving along from my failures as a bloggeranian.
Cocktail party this weekend for my work girls, to celebrate the fact we won Retailer of the Month 2 months ago (obviously we fail at planning).
Only thing that is bothering me is one girl who is attached to her boyfriend like....like... something that is attached strongly and rarely separates (TAKE THAT SIMILES). The POINT is that its a girls cocktail night of sing star, way too strong cocktails and then dancing on a stripper pole at UJS (no, that has never happened before *shifty eyes*). That is not a night that is appropraite for boys to be present at. FOR EXAMPLE, pretty sure manfriend (him and i do not suffer from aforementioned affliction) would rather shoot himself in the foot than take part in the night we have planned. So why does Clingy McCling want to bring her bf to the partay? That is just way uncool. Not only will he probably rather be playing James Bond on Wii, but that would just make us uber uncomfortable. They live together, they have lunch together every day; shouldn't they have run out of things to say to each other? Or do I just have the wrong idea of what having a boyfriend entails.
Damn, another thing i fail at.
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