January 5th, 2002

butterfly girl : where she goes when she

yr only a little crazy

I said to Adam tonight after work (actually, I said to a few people, venting) that if they didn't get me off registers soon, I was going to go insane. Seriously insane, possibly to the point of homicide (oh sorry, actually I think it was Marcus that I actually said that last bit to.) It was going to be death by coathangers if I didn't get moved within the next couple of weeks. So something better change. If I'm going to be at Rebel 4 days a week, indefinitely, I can't spend the whole time on register. "You've seen me start to go crazy, you really don't want to see me actually get there" I said to Bronwen. I can't handle all this repetition, 9 hours a day, 4 [or 5] days a week. I NEED a change of scenery. Oh yes, and I need to get away from that constant customer service too.

I forgot to mention the highlight of Thursday night's shopping expedition with Sarah + Kristy: buying glitter socks. In blue, pink + purple: you've never seen anything like them. I was so excited, I showed everyone I saw that I knew (including going into work - yes, on my day off + all - to show Gayle); but it's good to see that my $10 voucher from work (an incentive thing, given to me on Wednesday) was spent wisely. Glitter socks indeed.

And the weather looks like it's finally getting warmer. Maybe summer is finally here at last.

butterfly girl : where she goes when she

and another thing...

It was pretty quiet at work this afternoon; to the point where I started writing a few lines of poetry here + there. I wonder if it's any coincidence that I was writing predominitely about insanity, craziness, paranoia? Work is doing strange things to my mind these days...

I'm drifting between being incredibly stressed out, and thinking that things are okay. I have exams + assignments due in less than 3 weeks that I've barely looked at, I'm working over 33 hours a week, I have rehearsals for the dance segment on Sundays (practically my only real day off in the week), and Kristy + I still need to organise certain "things" concerning Sarah's wedding. Add the fact that my friend Kate and I are still trying to find a place to live (not to mention that every time there's an open inspection for a place we want to look at, we're both working, making it virtually impossible to actually find somewhere to move), and I have over $1000 worth of car bills to pay, and I think that perhaps work isn't really the only thing that's making me slightly... crazy at the moment.

And I haven't even begun to mention friends yet. I'm trying to find time to write to people who've been waiting to hear from me since the middle of the year, send letters to lovely people from here, and ring old friends whom I haven't seen in some time, but the days just seem to be slipping by without any real accomplishments. And it's sad that these are the things I WANT to do, yet they keep getting pushed aside in lieu of other commitments.