I'm bad at this

Okay, so maybe i should never have started this blog because i'm so hopeless at updating.
I guess i'll try summerise the last week or so as short as possible.

Went to Ruiner last Wednesday. Made mates with one of the dudes, he was alright. I'm not that into Ruiner so i didn't take to them very much.
I cleared things up with someone i've been bickering with for a long time. I felt exhausted fighting with people over nothing. It was a few days before my birthday, i'm getting older and i felt like i should grow up and leave it be. We had a long conversation and it's over. Thankyou.

Friday night i went to a show in St Ives to see Worlds Aparty. It made me realise i really know nothing about any new Sydney bands or people. I honestly do not have the time to listen to new bands, i really wish i did. Although, i guess when every new band sounds the same and don't stand out to me how can i be expected to be blown away? I do give them props for getting up there and having a go. I couldn't play an instrument if my life depended on it.
I tried playing guitar all through high school, i choose to blame my stumps for fingers for the inability to play. I also tried drums. I actually owned a drum kit in grade 8. This phase lasted me a whole six months, i even took drum lessons. You see, i have a very short attention span and if i'm not good at something after a few tries i give up. Oh woe is me.
Anyway, after the show Aj came and stayed over. He wanted to sleep with the air con on. We did and alas, i awoke on Saturday morning with a killer of a throat.
We chilled on Saturday and unfortunately Aj glued himself to fresh prince for a couple of hours, eventually i was too.
I had to turn the tv off before beginning another episode so we could actually get up and do something.
We went to the plaza to do a couple of things and buy a few things in preperation for the night.
Aj enjoyed babbling to the cashier at Woolworths about how limes are out of season and some other junk.

Saturday night was my little bbq/drinks for my birthday, and little it was.
I was really disappointed by the people who bailed on me. Especially the ones who i, time and time again, do shit for. Made me realise i have a lot less friends than what i already thought.
Thanks to the ones who came.
We all drank a lot, including Aj who threw up in my bathroom and tried lying to me about it hahaha. All the dad calls that were made(fuuuck), the amount of swearing that went on in front of my family(including me slipping the c word) and my parents not saying a word about it and Aj hating his job so much it was all he spoke about... TO EVERYONE.

Sunday was my actual birthday. It was alright. Aj, Dan and i picked up some pizzas and scoffed them all down. Some conversation was had about all going back to America together next year, i hope this happens.
Thenthey had to leave.
I opened presents and hung out watching tv, nothing special. Best part of the day was skyping with Ray. Janise came on as well and i got a "hello mate" in a fake australian accent from Emia.
I couldn't have thought of a better way to end my birthday.

By the way, Saturday night the boys wanted to sleep with the air con on again, I stupidly said yes and awoke on Sunday feeling even worse.

Monday i felt like death but had to go because the other two girls would still be on holidays and my work needs me to be there to run everything.
Tuesday and Wednesday i had off work seeing as the girls would be back from their holiday.
tuesday i went to the doctor to get checked out, he was a moron.
BUUUTT best news of all i bought the very pretty new purple ghd. I really can't afford it but i couldn't help myself. My hairdresser helped justify it to myself by saying it's a birthday present to myself and HEY! I'm happy with that justification!!
Anyway, basically just spent the last two days in bed watching Sex and the city on dvd that i got for my birthday. I'm up to season three already.

Now it's Wednesday and i'm back at work. I'm still not better but i came in before my boss fires me haha.
I suck, though, i come in and find that Loudi(one of the brokers) is really sick and her daughter who also works with us is sick as well. Loudi caught it off me and then took it home and gave it to her daughter. Oops.


I really hope i'm better by Saturday night because No Apologies last show is on.


I didn't simplify that at all haha.
Being sick sucks and all i can say is: I guess falling asleep with the air con on only works with one person in America.