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something must be going wrong with my stars. or perhaps im just looking for something to blame my recent unfortunate circumstances on. in the last few days ive been spending a bit more than i should have.. or it feels like it anyway. and now things around me start breaking so i need to spend more damn money. GARARARARAR money is so evil. and yet it is my secret love. but yeah. the other day i went to listen to my ipod which my dear friends bought me for my 17th birthday - see birthday post around 4th august 2005 - and when i turned it on i saw something.. AMAAAAAAZINGGGGGG!! okay actually it was more weird and unexpected and it made me go... OHMYTHATIS ...AMAAAAAAZINGGGG!!!! okay i didnt say that i was more like wtf is this shit yo. bc it was a picture of a little ipod with a sad face and crosses for eyes. like it was a cartoon of a dead ipod. with a "!" sign inside a triangle half-superimposed on it, alerting me to an omg-there'ssomethingwrongwithyour-ipod problem. and i thought it would go away if i recharged it a bit and whatever. so i did. and the problem didnt go away. and i was like shit.

so today i went into the city to get it fixed. i dont know any places that repair ipods except one which i see everyday on the tram on the way to uni. on elizabeth st. so i went there. and theyre like itll be 50 bucks. and im thinking oh fish thats pretty expensive. all theyre doing is some little job on the damn piece of crap. AND the guys like OH. and you'll lose all your music.

VZZZZZZT - STOP THE REKKID YO, STOP THE REKKID.

- HIRO NAKAMURA MATRIX STYLE TIME FREEZE -

DID HE SAY I WILL LOSE ALL MY FISHIN MUSIC?
AIYAHHHHHH.

thats what happened in my head. and i was like oh man. after all that hard work putting things on and choosing crap.. and renaming things and everything.. curse you apple. you and your faulty product. so now i have to get all my music back on... after i get my ipod back. so thatll be a holiday task for me.. setting up my ipod again.

SO thats where some of this money is going. AND my watch is being gay. the second hand gets stuck and decides to start moving again whenever the hell it likes. you shake the watch really hard and it moves again for 5 mins. then stops. so you leave it overnight. to find that it starts moving by itself again for like 10 hours. ONLY TO STOP AGAIN. i wouldnt mind if it was just the second hand.. but the thing is thats not how watches work. if the second hand stops, the minute and the hour hands dont move either and youre stuck with a useless watch. A WATCH THAT DOESN'T TELL TIME. now if that aint like a fat man without a bucket of kfc. so thats where some more money will be going.

and also 30 bucks for the damn police check that i need to give to my boss. asif i need a police check. okay so its company policy and bc im working with small kids. but really... if i was a rapist or a muderer or a child molester, don't you think i would have raped or killed or molested a child by now? ive been there for like over half a year. i mean.. none of the kids are even hot enough to consider touching... LOOOL. jkjk. and of course you do remember the post about how smelly they are. if you are an avid reader of this web log. hehe.

so anyway that shall be all for today i think children. money money money. love/hate relationship. have to find some sort of 'free' past time. i think sleep is the best option. its free and fun and you save money in so many ways.. no going out so you're not tempted by clothes.. and food.. and youre sleeping too so theres not a real desire for food or drink.. and you dont need movies because you can make your own (he he he).. and youre lying down so youre comfortable.. and theres no loud, stinky kids around who can't add fractions.. no crazy people yelling at the sky.. or indian overseas students trying to hand out pamphlets to you advertising crap you don't need or getting you to sign up to a fehntehstic mohbile phohne deal ohn for toodeh ornly. so really.. i think the lesson learned today is that sleep is the best thing in the world. ever.

nitey nite readerinos.

wow

i just read the 10 comments from my last post..like the post before this one about stinky kids.. all you people read my blog? lol. THANKS TO PHARMACY GUYS ESPECIALLY. lynn read my blog? hahah HI LYNN =] and grenda! HI SI SI! i thought it was just like me and 2 others who read this crap. but maybe now you guys have like gone away because i havent updated in so long.

oh well. gnite for now readers =]

resurrection

you knew it was coming. or maybe you had given up hope and thought 'oh man. this blog is dead.. what am i going to do with my sad little life now?' haha okay maybe you didn't think that. in any case this is my first post in over a month..

so welcome back to me. and maybe there's still someone out there who keeps checking my blog for updates and so will be very surprised to be reading this right now. thank you to that person for your dedication and perseverance =] if you exist. lol. WAIT I KNOW THAT YOU DO. TRACY. looooooooool.

SHOUTOUT TO MY PHARMACY PRACTICE LAB PARTNER TRACY =]

who has told me to update my blog. several times. hahaha.. this one's for you, bac si. so really i shouldn't be updating now of all times because i have exams coming up on friday and i suppose you could say i am a bit screwed. think i'm going to go buy a duck and some fruit and do some hardcore praying before friday.. hoping that divine intervention will help me get through/pass. you know, for someone whose life is based almost exclusively on science, i am one really superstitious mofo. i mean, if you made a device that somehow measured 'good luck attracting concentration' you would find that my room would make such a machine explode. there are so many good luck charms and things in my room its just.. i dunno. just a lot of superstitious things that may or may not work. but when good things happen i tend to believe more. lol i know its blind faith and that blind faith is a bad thing.. especially since Buddhism teaches us to question and not accept things as gospel... but if lucky charms don't work, then i haven't really lost anything by having them. i haven't gained anything either, but i haven't lost anything. so it's okay.

so anyway enough with the mystical mumbo jumbo. i could go on all day about religion/beliefs/superstition if you let me. but now i want to talk about how much kids stink.

yes. we all know that i work as a maths tutor. and the youngest kids i teach are in about grade 3. the oldest about yr 10. SO. some kids just really stink. like not just with maths.. some kids stink with maths yes, but some kids literally smell like random things which are weird. like i have this one girl who smells musky and her nails are dirty and its like ahem do you wash or wear like deodorant? and then theres another girl who smells like tomato sauce and bo. and then surprise surprise i meet the parent and THE PARENT SMELLS THE SAME and im like ooooooooooooooooooookay. and some kids have bad breath. and its just like.. ARRH it says in the tutor's manual that we should maintain a high level of personal hygiene at all times because of the close proximity with which we deal with students. and i think.. why can't there be a standard like that for the freakin kids.. just like take a freakin shower yo.

i remember when i was a kid i used to hate taking baths/showers. i was just so lazy and i cbf all the time. i didnt know why my mum kept forcing me to have a shower. but then something happens to you when you to around gr6 or yr 7. i think puberty. lol. and then suddenly you have to wash yourself every 5 minutes and you spend an hour in the bathroom. these days i have a shower twice a day and i cant imagine NOT showering before i go to bed. call me an ocd neat freak.. which i admit to being anyway, so it doesn't bother me.. but being clean is like one of my 'things'. dirty hair and nails really turns me off. like i will walk away from you quietly, but in my mind i will be running around in circles and screaming at the dirt and filth that is writhing all over your infested, unpure body. hahah ooh thats descriptive. dirtiness breeds dirtiness and cleanliness breeds cleanliness. SO BE CLEAN DAMMIT OR I WILL NOT BE YOUR FRIEND. i think this ocdness will actually be good for my career as a pharmacist though. at least you know your medicines won't be contaminated. not by me anyway. and that everything will be measured as accurately as possible because i'm a die-hard perfectionist.

okay that's enough random mental diarrhoea for now. i'll probably be updating this a lot more in the coming weeks as my exams finish and i have a couple of spare weeks to waste. i love how theres no holiday hw at uni =] at least none that i know of.

GOOD LUCK WITH EXAMS EVERYONE !!


..bye tracy. =P