day 2 pt. II (friday) and day 3 (saturday)... (and already this is failing)
a continuation of explaining yesterday (which is actually the day before yesterday).
...long story short, i spent way more than i should have yesterday (well the day before, but i haven't slept yet!). that was 2 pairs of shorts, a pair of earrings and 2 cd's. what's with the pairs? anyway, it was a fun day nonetheless... having the time and company to enjoy stores that i wish i could go to more often. i guess i just got fed up with not buying anything for myself. but now i'm paying for it. dipping into my savings account like i said i wouldn't. i can't believe it. i think i should start a rule: buy one thing for myself every week. just one. that way i can get what i want without suddenly splurging because i never buy anything for me.
went to work. shit night. no tips. then had to rush getting changed. rush to the station. run for the train at stratty. by then i was pissed off. to top it off, i hadn't had a cigarette. irrational. unreasonable. immature. but hey my night rendered me irate.
made it to lidcombe. then a not so quick stop off at mcdonalds (which i've stopped eating). made it to the black man's house. proceeded to his local for $2 pool and $2.50 beer. i had absolutely no money except for transport to get home. managed to play lots of pool anyway. i think i just might be getting better. the music was good. turned up loud, good base and pretty good songs - which we didn't have to pay for.
observed the group interaction. the dynamics of the group have changed. it's odd how quickly it did. it's odd how i've also become part of it all. caught up in it all. how the rest of my night turned out, i've just realised, has allowed me to take a step back and remember that i don't have to be... but then... there are no other dramas in my life.
the rest of the night was basically ending up at winston hills and majority of us feeling pissed off at having to go. we felt further away and inconvenienced. but none of us objected. we all hopped in the car and went. so can we really be pissed off? but after arriving and sufficiently bitching, we eventually decided on a taxi for us to go home. i felt sort of rude doing that.
got home at 5. boy went upstairs and straight to sleep. sam crashed downstairs. i decided to sleep at around 6. then the morning birds came. (see previous entry)
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day 3 from day 4's point of view. so, yesterday was...
waking up at 2pm. i must've pulled the blinds down whilst escaping the morning birds and the light of dawn. but it at least allowed us to sleep in. bummed around my house for a couple of hours, pondering how the black man made it here.
fulfilled promise to myself not to give in. but i must say it's getting harder - he's really trying to get me to give in.
left the house around 4:45. got to work. ate some food. (some food which i've only just finished now. yum) Had one party table of 28. partayed with them and got to bludge legit at work. got a decent tip (i worked it for that table damnitt) and then had a good conversation with mc at the train station and on the train.
got home at 11:40pm. got high. talked to my dad. talked to the boy. talked to my dad some more. slept at 6am.
it's 5:15pm and i'm coming down, but i'll be going back up soon.
[Current mood: ditzy]
[Current music: into the ocean - evermore]
a continuation of explaining yesterday (which is actually the day before yesterday).
...long story short, i spent way more than i should have yesterday (well the day before, but i haven't slept yet!). that was 2 pairs of shorts, a pair of earrings and 2 cd's. what's with the pairs? anyway, it was a fun day nonetheless... having the time and company to enjoy stores that i wish i could go to more often. i guess i just got fed up with not buying anything for myself. but now i'm paying for it. dipping into my savings account like i said i wouldn't. i can't believe it. i think i should start a rule: buy one thing for myself every week. just one. that way i can get what i want without suddenly splurging because i never buy anything for me.
went to work. shit night. no tips. then had to rush getting changed. rush to the station. run for the train at stratty. by then i was pissed off. to top it off, i hadn't had a cigarette. irrational. unreasonable. immature. but hey my night rendered me irate.
made it to lidcombe. then a not so quick stop off at mcdonalds (which i've stopped eating). made it to the black man's house. proceeded to his local for $2 pool and $2.50 beer. i had absolutely no money except for transport to get home. managed to play lots of pool anyway. i think i just might be getting better. the music was good. turned up loud, good base and pretty good songs - which we didn't have to pay for.
observed the group interaction. the dynamics of the group have changed. it's odd how quickly it did. it's odd how i've also become part of it all. caught up in it all. how the rest of my night turned out, i've just realised, has allowed me to take a step back and remember that i don't have to be... but then... there are no other dramas in my life.
the rest of the night was basically ending up at winston hills and majority of us feeling pissed off at having to go. we felt further away and inconvenienced. but none of us objected. we all hopped in the car and went. so can we really be pissed off? but after arriving and sufficiently bitching, we eventually decided on a taxi for us to go home. i felt sort of rude doing that.
got home at 5. boy went upstairs and straight to sleep. sam crashed downstairs. i decided to sleep at around 6. then the morning birds came. (see previous entry)
***
day 3 from day 4's point of view. so, yesterday was...
waking up at 2pm. i must've pulled the blinds down whilst escaping the morning birds and the light of dawn. but it at least allowed us to sleep in. bummed around my house for a couple of hours, pondering how the black man made it here.
fulfilled promise to myself not to give in. but i must say it's getting harder - he's really trying to get me to give in.
left the house around 4:45. got to work. ate some food. (some food which i've only just finished now. yum) Had one party table of 28. partayed with them and got to bludge legit at work. got a decent tip (i worked it for that table damnitt) and then had a good conversation with mc at the train station and on the train.
got home at 11:40pm. got high. talked to my dad. talked to the boy. talked to my dad some more. slept at 6am.
it's 5:15pm and i'm coming down, but i'll be going back up soon.
[Current mood: ditzy]
[Current music: into the ocean - evermore]
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