Fail

Sometimes things just don't go as planned.
And when it all goes pear shaped I get annoyed.
Needless to say my life is pretty pear shaped right now.

Be prepared for a giant blog full of me venting my annoyance about the world.
Well, not really the whole world, just the bits concerning me.
Whatever.
I'm annoyed.
This blog is going to be REALLY long. You've been warned.

Last night I had plans with a friend.
The plans were as follows: Meet up at 7pm, go have a few drinks and some dinner at the jazz club, catch a movie, then I'd get the bus home.
Simple, right ?
Wrong.

First of all, I was late - took me 25 mins to drive where I was going instead of the usual 15.
It was cold.
It was raining.
My car driver's side window leaks a little bit so rain kinda comes in, even when the window's fully shut.
Then it took me 20 minutes to find somewhere to park, which ended up being a good 10 minute walk from my bus stop.
I get to the bus stop. I was cold and wet, the bottoms of my jeans were soaked through, and I find, to my amazement and what I thought was luck, that my bus was there, waiting to leave.
However, continuing the trend of annoyances for that night, there was no such luck. Sure the bus was there, but the bus driver decided he didn't want to leave for another 15 minutes. By then it was 7:10pm. I was meant to meet my friend in the city at 7pm.
And in the mean time, the ugly 50 year old bus driver thought it'd be funny to mess with me, all this "And where are you going tonight miss?" crap and "Oh yes, the city, well that'll be $48.60 thanks."
Bitch.
I hate it when older men are all sexist and condesending like that.
YOU DON'T KNOW ME.
Argh.
Anyway, I paid the $2.20 for my bus ticket and get on, and wait for the bus to leave. The driver was driving really slowly between the first few stops, then he starts speeding, like he has to make up time or something. The bus driver nearly killed all us innocent bus passengers not once, but twice.
After two very close near misses and alot of swearing by everyone on the bus, I finally arrived in the city.

It was nice to finally get there and see the friend I was meeting up with. Really.

So, we went to see what movies were on, and, suprise, suprise, the trend of annoyances continued - nothing interesting was on at a time that suited, given I had to get the bus home and the last bus was at 11:25, there wasn't alot of options.
So, my friend and I gave up the movie idea and trekked all the way down the other end of town to the jazz club. I was pretty excited coz I'd never been there before coz it always seemed to be closed when I wanted to go there.
Last night was no exception. "Open til 1am" my ass.
So, giving up the jazz club idea, my friend and I got junk food for dinner and headed back to his house to watch Zoolander on tv.
We got to my friend's place and Zoolander wasn't on.
Harry Potter was instead, so that was ok. We ate dinner and watched tv and it was all good.
Until, BOM BOM BOM! My friend's room mate (or rather, ex-room mate) decides to rock up and rudely tell us to get lost so he and his friend can play xbox.
After a rather heated yet subliminal stand off between my friend and his ex-room mate we finally gave in and left. And so continued our night of failed plans.

So, after alot of us wandering around going, "It's 9pm on a saturday, we can't drink or see a movie and nothing's open" we decided to go and check out a bowling-bar place. We were gonna play pool.
No such luck. The place was packed. And some creepy drunk guy in an organge tank top was all like: "You have a prettttty smile" at me when my mate left me alone for like one second. Drunk people are often funny but sometimes scary.
So, giving up on the bowling idea we eventually went to Starbucks and got giant iced chocolates and chatted for a while.
Then we were all fed up and I got the bus home.
Thus ended our failed night of failed plans.
BUT on a brighter note, aside from all the failed plans, I still had fun and it was (as always)really nice to catch up with my mate. He's rad.

Next time I'll drive all the way into the city and not rely on buses with crazy bus drivers.
Next time it won't be rainy or cold.
Next time I won't be late.
Next time we'll get to see a movie.
Next time we'll find somewhere more reliable than the jazz club.
Next time.

So yes.
Last night = fail.

Today was also a giant fail.
Work was pretty terrible.
Euthenasias seem to come in waves, we'll have none for ages, then alot in a short amount of time.
Today was one of those alot-in-a-short-amount-of-time days.
I was helping hold a dog, and he was a big german shepard cross, and he got stressed because he was blind and didn't know what was going on. He turned his head really fast in my direction, and coz I was holding him so close and tight, the bridge of his nose collided with mine with all of his 35kg of german shepard strength in the swing of his neck.
My nose is now really sore and swollen and has a bit of a bruise. And I think he hit a nerve coz I keep getting pins and needles in my left eye. And I'm dizzy and have a headache and I'm insanely tired even though I've had like 12 hours sleep today.
I got mawled by a cat yesterday at work, my left arm and wrist are all cut up. Not good.
And yesterday was "Oh, Louise is the kid of our clinic, let's get her to CLEAN ALL OUR ANIMAL CAGES" day. Took me and another girl who works with me on a saturday (and is really rad and totally my work twin) 4 hours to clean everything that needed cleaning. Afterwards the whole clinic stunk of cleaning products. It got so bad we had to wear those funny sugery face masks so we weren't breathing it all in. Woo.

Bad weekend is bad.
Fail night was fail.

The annoyance at my life continues.

One word: UNIVERSITY.
Too. Much. Work.
I'm (still) behind in everything. And I'm waiting to get 5 assignments back so I know whether I'm failing my first semester of uni or not.
Let's hope I'm not or I'll probably lose the plot even more. Haha.
I should, right now, be doing an essay, a wiki entry, a truckload of drawings and artwork critiques, some photography and also some advertising and packaging stuff.
Argh.
But I'm annoyed and feel like crap so I'm just gonna sit here and winge and do nothing. Then I'm gonna go to bed.
Yay.

IN OTHER NEWS.. Not everything in my life is completely terrible.

I managed to trim my dogs' nails tonight, with the (unenthusiastic) help of my parents. It's hard to trim at 37kg doberman's nails on your own when he absolutely hates having it done. And my other dog, a 26kg doberman, doesn't really hate having it done, but would rather just lick you to death and wriggle around.
Nevertheless, I feel better now I've done it, and now my dogs' nails don't go TAPPA TAPPA TAP TAPPA on the tiles so much. I felt guilty not having trimmed their nails in a while. Now both my dogs and I feel better. Woooo.

I cleaned out my fish's bowl.
You can tell he's always happiest when his bowl is sparkling clean. He swims around really fast and does silly things. He's so great.
He's hovering as close as he can get to me in his bowl right now, watching me type this.
HI MARLEY. YOU SO CRAZY.

AND, even more wonderous, the most wonderous thing of my entire weekend - a wonderrrrful friend of mine came to see me before I went out last night. She bought me presents, for no reason other than she loves me. Wasn't even a special occaison.
I love her. <3
She's so wonderful, even if she doesn't think she is. I know she is.
I miss her.
We're gonna get our noses pierced in a few weeks, and I'm really excited. :)
AND WE'RE GOING TO THE KISSCHASY CONERT TOGETHER IN A COUPLE OF WEEKS.
Heck-freaking-yes.

So my life's not all bad.

I still have to pay my car rego, my rent and my phone bills. And I need petrol.
And I have to pay for my Panic At The Disco ticket.
I really need more money.
UNI LIFE = POOR.
But I don't really have much time to work more.
Sigh.

Ok, I think i've successfully winged enough for one night.
Hope you all enjoyed my rambling blog of annoyances!

YAY.

Until next time,
Bai!
<3

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Ok, just out of interest I did a word count on this blog, up until that little dotted line up there ^^^
It was 1573.
That's longer than my essay I should've been writing.
Ooops.
Bye.

Also here's my SNAPOSHOT OF THE DAY:



It's my dog running round with his bowl in his mouth.
I love him.
It's a crap photo from my mobile phone.
Enjoy.