In Three Days

Dedicating your emotional effort into something is leaving yourself open for defeat. It doesn't usually have to be this dramatic, but when it happens its very disappointing. You feel stupid because you know it was wrong to put in the effort, but you did it anyway. And it let you down. Oh well. Shrug it off and plan your next step forward. I went home on Thursday to collect some shit. I took a bus, then had to walk. I brought with me a massive bag to pack. I walked 1km to my house from the bus stop. As i got closer and closer my heart started to beat faster, a smile grew on my face .. i was excited to be home and see my dad. he should be home by now. I walked slowly up my drive way - knowing papa he would've already seen me and would open the door for me. Mm.. the door isnt open, i fished out my keys and opened the door ready to see him peep out from the kitchen. I heard the house alarm go off. No one was home. Did he finish work late??

The same

I hung around and took my time packing my bags. I was surprised that by the time i had to leave, no one came home. I left a note:

5:30pm Jenny was here. Ate all the salami

On friday i had an interview. but i called and cancelled it. I released that although i am desparete for money, I want jobs that are aligned to my personality and goals. This place was so not Jen Sato. I had a 12:40pm piercing appointment at Essential Beauty at Highpoint. this is the second time I wud get my nose pierced so i was more anxious since i knew what was going ot happen and when it would hurt. But the piercer was lovely, she was so kind and made me feel comfortable. the piercing actually hurt more than the first time. But im so fucking happy i got it done. two days on it still bleeds and i know this will make a massive scar if i ever took it out. i love it. i love how there is something new with my body, its just like getting a new hair style. and now that ive moved out of home i dont have to worry about wat my parents say. Now i want a tattoo or a nother peircing. im thinking my ear cartlidge.

I also worked at Jwow today. 13.5hours bitch.

Which jar will you put your tips in?

Match Bar ice looks pretty

It was phuongs bday party last night. It was good hanging out and talking to my friends whom i havent seen in ages. Thu, rebecca, boris and little willie. I love them all. And phuong wasn't passed out when i got there so it was a bonus. I made a speech for her. I wrote it 30minutes before i left for phuongs and i felt nervous and unprepared. The speech started off generic but got more personal and emotional towards the end. I spoke about how we first met, how she was so cheeky, what i liked about her, the practical jokes she and I got up to, and how we were like 'yin and yang'. I ended it off with:

Phuong, you are a fighter and therefore an achiever. I hope from this day on in your adult life that you will be everything you want to be. Because theres no stopping someone like you.

There was an applause from the drunk but alert crowd. They were touched. I made phuong cry. People came up to me afterwards and congratulated me on a good speech. Mission accomplished :)

What I wore to Phuongs and also to work on Friday night

My favourite thing atm, the handcuff necklace put together by me

Boris and Phuong conked out on Saturday night/morning

The BBQ breakfast the morning after

Phuong bought 20kgs of lamb. Almost gone