Pocket Money

Grounded For Life is on again. I'm not really in the mood to watch it, I'm a bit tired. Which is why I didn't want to go out tonight but Barbara convinced me, and I haven't seen those guys in ages, and I don't have to stay for long and Chryssa only lives about a 15 minute walk so even if they're drunk I can leave... I actually feel a bit nervous, like they will all leave me out because I am so out of the loop. This isn't a problem usually, but then again, usually, I don't have to see them. Oh, I talked to Nicole last night. [I realised it has been more than a month! SO BUSY.] And she came into work today. I worked with Marcia and Lydia. I was relieved that it wasn't Ramez, to be honest. #1, Lydia loves me, and #2, Ramez thinks I should calm down, as he reminded me during the ten seconds we worked during shift changeover time. Alright shift, I'm really over it though. Tania picked on my nail polish like I KNEW she would. I learnt some things that I should have known ages ago. I don't know, I was in a good mood this afternoon but I'm not feeling so great right now and I don't know why! Ooh Scrubs is on Mona gave Rob and I $2. That was weird. I called it pocket money: he said she had an alterior motive. It was a bit suss, I must admit! Marcia made me go to uni straight away. I was half an hour early. I ended up sitting with a girl named Irena who was born in Georgia which is near Russia which makes her Armenian? Spiros eventually got there, kind of subdued though. No laughing today. =[ I mean it wasn't bad! He just didn't expect anyone to turn up. But I got a distinction for my essay so I was pretty happy with myself. He brought chocolate... and banana cake from the bakery, and it was really cute. I started talking about how my studio was closed on a Friday, because he asked how our assessments were going. He was shocked. I became annoyed at the whole thing too: I need to access the studio for my folio, how is it remotely fair that I can't because of stupid Monash College? Arses. Eventually he just said "You guys can go." So we did. My parting words? "Well, um, have a nice life Spiros..." He just nodded. I walked downstairs and out towards the tram, because I figured Chris would be coming that way if he was to come at all. Luckily, I was right: he was walking towards me. I smiled and waved. "He's up there alone, surrounded by his essays." He smirked. "That's sad..." And it was, really. Also sad: THE VENDING MACHINE WAS OUT OF PEPSIMAX SO I HAD TO GET DIET PEPSI. And during the time I was yelling at the machine, I had missed Chris. He didn't actually take the tram though, he must have driven. So I wouldn't have been able to really talk to him anyway. *dramatic sigh* Ummm I didn't really want me day to end. So I walked around for ages, was about to get on the train but decided against it right when the doors opened. I wanted to find Sarah, actually, so I wandered around the campus, and even went back to Spiros [who was talking to Theodore, or as Sarah calls him, Ted... hey maybe she has a thing for him. That'd be weird.] and asked if she'd been here. Nope. Thus my last word was technically Garecht. Somewhat deflated, I decided to go to the city to buy Pretty [the Nylon beauty book, for the uninformed] from Borders. On the way, I went and had a chat with Jess at Flinders St... we talked about Tom, mostly. I don't think she'll come back to Fine Art. It's weird, we were so close, but now... not so much. She still calls me Chookie, which was funny. Okay I have to stop now because I'm on my brother's account and he just came in and hurled abuse at me. Ugh. Then I have to go to Chryssa's anyway... Au'voir. [I miss Friday tutes already...]
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