I hate pedestrians who walk blindly across roads without looking to see if cars or motorcycles or SCOOTAs are coming! Nearly every morning on this particular corner, I almost get myself and a pedestrian killed because they just walk out and don't look!

And you know what? It's a city thing! City-dwellers just assume that cars and other traffic see them and they'll stop. Not on your life buddy!! Suffice to say, us former country/regional/rural dwellers were always told to STOP, Look to the Right, Look to the Left before crossing the road!

Get a freakin' clue people!!!

Do you ever have days where you feel completely motivated and very sociable, but the time isn't right? Like, you are at work and you really want to be at the gym, but when you have the time, you don't go? I get like that a lot. I think how great it would be to see a friend, but I'm otherwise occupied, so when there is time, I'm not as motivated as I was before.

That pretty much sums me up. My motivation wanes and fluctuates and I come off looking HOT and COLD with people. I am not fickle, but just lose interest in various things. Luckily, I don't lose interest in my friends, family and animals (which almost classify as family).

I mean, I've had interests in painting, celtic art, calligraphy, cross-stitch, sewing, gardening, studying teaching, photography etc. I lose interest. I have remnants around the house of all these things and I am still very much interested in them, but I just can't motivate myself, the time doesnt feel right, or there is no time or space! The excuses go on and on. I'm frustrating.

So, this is me. Perhaps this is part the reason I sometimes lose friends? I hope not, because in reality, my lack of motivation and ability to hold interest in most things, doesn't touch upon the three categories I listed above - friends, family and animals.

I just wish I had something I was truly good at, something I was hugely interested in. I feel like I lack any substance because of it and as a result, am a very uninteresting person. I feel shallow and I guess, not very deep. I just wish there was something I was truly passionate about.

Hey. How frustrating would it be to be travelling in an elevator and have it open on a floor where there was no one waiting to get on?

I just have moments when I am walking past the office elevators to the ladies bathroom, where I have to restrain myself from hitting the UP or DOWN button before running inside to the loo!!

I'm just like a little child sometimes! I can't believe I even ponder the idea!!

I have been having a lot of dreams lately about me having long hair, or scenarios where I have short hair one minute and long hair the next and marvelling on how fast my hair grew! I've taken this as a sign and am growing my hair - just for a change. Let me just say, I forgot how horrendous it is to grow your hair out. It's like watching paint dry - in fact, I'm certain it is far worse!

I think that in haircut rules, I am way overdue for a hair cut. I usually get my hair cut every 8 weeks or so because I have short hair, it just needs it by then. I am certain it's about 10-13 weeks now, though I would have to check and I"m already over it.

Do you know what is disheartening? Seeing someone cheat and having extensions put in their hair! Extensions cost $1800! Do you know what is more disheartening? She didnt have to pay for them - someone used her as a guinea pig! Damn! Why can't someone ask me if I want to be a guinea pig! I'd love to do it!!!

In any case, if you need me, I'll be sitting here, waiting for my hair to grow....

Picture this:

A box of Gavarny Premium Belgian Chocolates - Milk CHocolate Flaked Truffles.

DEEELICIOUS!

On the back: "Nutritional Information"

WHAT THE?!

Since when did chocolate have ANY nutritional ingredients in it? HA!

Ok. I had training today. It was Professional Development training. I was PDed in Effective Communication Skills. Yeh ok, I got my double major in English and Communication Studies. Today, I went back to the basics. I wanted to learn about conflict resolution and negotiation skills. I spent 5 1/2 hours being bored. I spent 30 minutes learning something new to apply to my job. This is how I spent the rest of the time - the bored time.

Today, I was privileged to be among a group of the kookiest people. We were this group of disfunctional personalities when place together. This is the sum of it all:

-- The Older Woman --

This woman worked for government and it was obvious she'd been there for a while. So, before the course even starts, she was trying to chum up with me! Argh. I hate when perfect strangers drawn together by such things, feel the desire to make friendly with everyone. Just leave me alone and let listen to the trainer! She spent the entire day relating everything back to her life. To the point where I was rolling my eyes and ignoring her when she tried to speak to me. I hate people like that!

-- The Young Guy with Attitoood --

Picture this: --> Young guy, factory worker, ring in his eyebrow, mullety hair at the back which looked like a golden retriever's tail! attitude because he refused to write anything in his book and kept saying he didnt really see how it applied to his situation! Yeh right. Try communicating buddy!

-- Older guy who knew everything --

Now, this guy partially amused me and to be honest, if I were to pick anyone to chum up with, he'd be the absolute closest. This is how bad this group was! He had such a dry humour! And he delighted in the government worker lady who was also a mystery to him!

-- Blonde giggly girl --

Ok! She set the scene for my perception of her for the entire day. We had a piece of paper folded in half like an inverted V so that we could write our names on it and stand it on the table ---- She wrote her name the wrong way up and declared it to the rest of the group - oh yeh, dumb for so many reasons! This is also the girl who gigled her way through the afternoon with Greek Attitood Girl (See below)

-- Greek Attitood Girl --

She had the accent and all. And no, I'm not being derogatory and racist. Not at all. The Greek accent is actually quite pleasing to my ears, believe it or not :) Anyways, she kept trying to interrupt the trainer, who skillfully ignored her until she was ready. Greek attitood Girl also joined Blonde Girl in giggling at Mumbling Rambling Girl (see below)

-- Mumbling Rambling Girl --

This girl was by far the oddest out of everyone. Whenever the trainer was speaking to the group, but standing next to her, she felt compelled, as if the trianer were speaking only to her, to actually answer the trainer's rhetorical questions. It wasnt t hat she answered, but that she mumbled and rambled - nothing she said made ANY sense! This caused both odd looks from our side of the room and fits of giggles from Giggly Girls above. I feel she lacked confidence and I feel this undermined her ability to communicate effectively. I feel she did not stop speaking long enough to learn how to Effectivelly Communicate!

-- Non-English speaking background Nice guy --

This guy was nice. He seemed quite intelligent and normal. However, he'd get excited and all at once, say odd things like "fast and steady wins the race", when it should be slow - he would say that sort of things. Combined with this, his accent was so thick, the trainer had visible trouble understanding him! He complained his boss made him come tot he course because he thought he couldnt communciate. I feel that his boss jsut hoped he could learn to how to speak more articulately. Hrm.

Anyways, that was my day. I feel the course was not entirely worth my effort but it sure as hell beat being at work all day!!!!

Now. I go start my weekend! THANK YOU! COME AGAIN!

Alright. Ok. I should warn, I've always been a bit of a feminist, but really enjoy elements of chivalry. So, I guess you could say I'm a bit of a hypocrit? Perhaps. Anyways, one of the guys at work was complaining the other day about how women want it both ways and it got me thinking. Are we women getting a cake and eating it too, so to speak? I mean, are we getting it too easy? I dunno.

I mean, for me it's about respect. I have more respect for a man who opens the door for me or lets me enter a room before him. On the other foot, I happily do other things that another woman might not do. Respect is also applied by the men who open doors for us, and other things similar. I guess what I am saying is that for what men are doing for us to aid chivalry, us women are, or should be compensating because it's nature. It's natural for me.

So, what do you think? Have we women forgoed chivalry for feminism? Did burning our bras result in us losing our feminity in our mens' eyes?

The smell of my lunch is in the air! I'm starving. Hungry. Ravenous! I wish for foods now! That's the joys of working in a cubicle office - you smell other people's food and if you are lucky, it smells gooooood! ;)

Today it's chicken snitzel and potato wedges lunch - care of last night's leftovers! snitzel was cooked with crushed up corn flakes, if you care. IT was scrumptuious!!

In other news, my sister-in-law's early Christmas present has arrived at the store and I shall be presenting myself down there sometime soon to pick it up. We figured that she'll only have one baby - Mr Man Aari, so having a cam-corder is a necessity. He's about to start walking and I reckon that shouldn't be missed. We have a stack of photos of him, so real life action is good stuff! I bet I get a whole heap of p0rn hits because of that comment now. BUgger it.

Yay for scooting to work. LIfe is so much ncier when such things are done. Yay for early departures due to boss going into an afternoon meeting! YAY@!

That's the extent of my mental state today! *laugh* Pretty sad isn't it? I had a pretty crap weekend - refer to previous entry. I have no idea why, but after experiencing Glen's rally style driving on Saturday afternoon, I got car sick and was ill for most of the weekend after that! Go figure. Never been car sick in my entire life! Anyways, after two very niec sleep/headache pills last night, I drifted off to lala land at 9pm, not to wake up 7am this morning.

And now I sit, bored at work and wishing for a few more days of weekend. Hrm. Not gonna get it, am I? I haven't even got anyone to talk to, to make the day pass faster!

Oh just fabulous! I just sat here for ten minutes typing the weekend's events - which wasn't stunnign and then I hit the upload buttons and PITAS fails me again! Thanks for very fucking much!

In all that typing I said sorry to those who were expecting photos, happy birthday to those who celebrated a birthday this weekend and happy independence day to those who cared. Now I am going to log off and huff and sulk. So unimpressed and so thoroughly and over-reactively PISSED OFF!@