I hate the festive season, not as much as I hate slow walking people or people who stop suddenly in front of you. They deserve a well-placed club whack to the head.
*walk* *walk* *walk**stop*
*WHACK* *drop*
That's how it should be!
I haven't blogged much these past few days. Alot of things did happen though, there was Christmas, my birthday, my friend, work and sickies! Christmas was the boring usual; family dinners, catch ups, gambling .. the usual East Timorese hoo-ha.
We have two new training groups, that are coming in around the middle to the end of January, that means, less calls during the day which means I'll be lathering my brown ass all over the TL's in trying to secure an early shift! Night shift's starting to take a bad toll on me. The train's are always late, the weathers cold and I'm badly sick. My birthday was semi fun. I bought myself a treat; a new watch (which I hopefully don't lose like the old one) and a pipe (courtesy of the best friend). All in all, it was fun. Except walking through the city after Yumcha to find a shitload of people in the city. Who knew the BD sales would be this popular! Recession people!
Recession!
If that wasn't enough me best mate finally has a girlfriend! Yes tis the girl with the baibeh. I'll wring out the financials here then you'll find out why he's stressing hard.
$250.00 every week/twice a week when they go out, $800.00 for a wallet on the second date, she expects him to pay for everything including phone credit, toys for the baby and for everything else. On top of that, he decided to go out and buy a near-new BMW totaling $45,000. He's paid half in cash and the rest is financed. $1000 per month for 2 years.
And he makes $500 odd per week. For his sake I hope he makes it.
Ps ~ I've got this annoying part on my hairline and I can't get rid of it!!
SEE!!! WTF! I've had a haircut since then, but it still shows!