i know it's early but...

I love Christmas.

Even working in a chocolate store at X-mas cannot deter me from the love I hold for it so dear in my heart.

I know it's early but yesterday at work I could smell it!!!

And then tonight, while hanging out the washing manfriend said he could smell xmas beetles in the air.

Things Erin <3's about X-Mas:
(in not particular order)

• Going swimming all day long
• Coleslaw, my Nanna's pasta salad and potato salad
• Christmas Carols in every store
• BING CROSBY
• House lights
• Those giant plastic candy canes
• Those giant REAL candy canes
• Buying presents
• WRAPPING PRESENTS!
• UNWRAPPING PRESENTS!
• Fruit mince pies. Going into to coles, just to buy fruit mince pies. Harassing my Nanna for fruit mince pies. Smelling fruit mince pies because you physically cannot eat any more but are not eat satisfied.
  
• The way the mornings feel when you wake up (only people who experience Xmas in the Summer)
  
• Decorating the tree (note: I love this so much I made my family decorate the tree the morning I went to Europe for 2 months as I would not be home to do it)
• Getting to see everyone you know and love. and mostly seeing them drunk (Stolen: The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl by Belle Du Jour)
• The fake snow
• Our annual coast trip
• Carols on TV
• Watching the Carols on Xmas eve while eating fruit mince pies with mum, dad and man friend
• (This one is a newbie) Drinking with my family on Xmas Day
• My mum's Santa candy cane holder

I think this list could go on forever.

old angers

Found this written in the margin of a uni book from last year:

happiness
bitches and such, who think they're cool.
but not the bubblegum cheerleader american teen movie kinda cool
The people who think their cool because they're not.

you're not better than me because you know too many useless facts about a band no one has heard of.
their first album was NOT better
your haircut is not cool because its shorter on one side and you have a fringe.
you're clothes don't make you smarter than me
those badges do not give you street cred.

ps. those glasses you're wearing don't make you look intelligent,
just like a douche




lol

<3

a very happy day.
i love brisbane weather at the moment.
nothing better than lying on the grass in the sun with your manfriend, while he torments his cat with a piece of grass.
mucho loveo.

aimless. forced to wander the world with NO AIMS!

I am insanely unfocused today.

I found myself blanking out regularly and phasing back in and realizing everyone had moved on from what i thought was happening. This is especially unuseful when you are doing team building exercises......and driving.
True story, completely blanked out driving to the gym. Also blanked out ten minutes of running on a treadmill which turned out to be a major plus but still rather frightening (what if i fell off!) (true story, like one of my biggest fears, falling off a treadmill).

Am now having trouble writing a final aim for my workplace learning. Which is a rather exciting and frightening placement. Working on the Media and Promotions for the Brisbane 'Global Illumination' Campaign. I will mainly be working on the Charity Gala Ball taking place on the 31st of October but this falls under Brisbane's overall campaign.

However, I cannot think of a fourth and final aim of my placement. I am aimless. AIMLESS! I will be forced to wander through life NOT having a fourth AIM!
I may as well die now as without a fourth aim I will never progress in life.



On a completely unrelated note, went to a hen's party on Saturday night. Hilarious evening. Greatest video of the stripper however it noticeably has my horrendous laugh (which coincidentally i didn't realize was horrible till i played back the movie) playing throughout the background as i was obviously amused. However, this truly wasn't the most hilarious moment of the night, nay my LIFE!
That priceless gem would go to my sister, who was the hostess of the soiree and got slightly, how do you say...blotto.
After recieving a phone call from the stripper to say his arrival would be imminent she ran through the apartment screaming "THE STRIPPER IS COMING! THE STRIPPER IS COMING!".




then she ran into a glass door.


with her face.

its moments like these you need a video camera.

first date mania

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.

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.

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 :)