Is It That Time Already?

I like this technique. Going into a shit job with rock bottom expectations. I came out of the airport paid and sane. I lived another day. I developed a strategy to make 8hours fly by:

• Don't look at the time unless by accident
• If bad things happen, think that there are worse things to come, then your 'bad' wont be bad
• Work for as long as you can until you take your first break, after you come back from break all refreshed you will be delighted to know there is only 1 hour left til home time
• Get sent home 30 minutes early

Yay! home time at 9:30pm. Today I was a little more on registers. I was 8 minutes early. I was asked by 3 authority figures where my apron was, I said I forgot it at home. I made new friends, a pretty Indian girl with a nose ring. It prompted me to get a nose ring. I wish my skin was darker so my nose bling stands out more. I made a filo friend too with a Spanish surname of 'Villacorta'. Sounds so hot.

Mum's mum's surname is also hot and Spanish, 'Valencia'.

I had a Italian Croque Monssieur today. It was a heart attack on a plate. Toasted bread filled with tasty cheese, salami, ham with cream cheese packed on top. This was heated in the oven. It was divine. You must be a cheese and salt lover for this one.

During my break I sat down with a piece of paper and pen. I titled the paper 'Sorting Out My Life' and orgainsed which days of the week I want to give to Tony Bianco, Jwow, Red Rock (and Myer). Red Rock Monday - Wednesday, Tony Bianco Thursday, Saturday - Sunday, Jwow Friday and Myer nothing. I don't think I want to stay and work there, especially not in shoes. If I was in the basement then I may give up Red Rock for it. I only want Myer for their staff discount, not that I buy much from myer but team member discount on top of customer discounts = max 65% off.

Note that I have not allocated any days off for myself. Its okay. I'm young, and a gun. I can hack it. I wanna work so much I don't need to go to the gym. Calf muscles at Tony Bianco from wearing high heels, traps and biceps muscles at Jwow from the cocktail shaking and putting my mental health to the test at Red Rock.

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Last Friday I went out and got tipsy for the first time in a while. I started it off at Match bar with James and Sean and drank 1 litre of apple cider. I was tipsy after the first one, I can tell I'm tipsy because my face feels hot, i purse my lips more than often, and I think I am more well spoken. I was having a discussion with Sean, a graphic design teacher at Grenadi School of Design about design and how it can improve the world. I had prepared questions for him because I ran out of Adobe CS Illustrator questions.

Questions:

• Some large companies invest just as much money on design as they do with their finance and marketing teams. How can design and design thinking help large businesses such as banks, fast food chains, law firms, who would otherwise doubt the importance of design? And what would you say to convince them otherwise? (Besides advertising/promotion)
• How can design or design thinking solve 'real' problems such as famine and poverty?
• What is the different between art and design?
• What does the process of design involve and what is the outcome?
• The modernist believe that 'good design' is simple, true to materials and 'form follows function'. What do you think 'good design' is?
• You seem to think that design is a tangible thing.
• Everyone is a design because design comes naturally, it's instinctive.

Sean was a little taken by my questions. We spoke about evolution, religion in particularly Christianity, nature and society in this discussion. It was good because he disagreed to what I thought and I heard his side of the story. I learnt that I had ambitious, idealistic and conceptual views on design.

I need more of this, these intelligent conversation.

At the bar I did a shot of Chivas 12 YO with James and my favourite bartender, Kris. I had to run outside to get my cider for chaser when I saw him pour it. I almost threw up in my mouth. I had to do the shot in two sections. I skulled the last quarter of my 500ml cider in attempt to wash away the disgusting taste. But I needed more. Kris noted the tear that had come down the side of my eye.

I went to Phuong's Design auction to steal some food. Then to Ramen Ya on Bourke Street to eat with Aaron and Yao. We went to Charlie's Bar on Hardware Lane to meet with Mel and Marty. It was 9pm and I had decided to go home.

500mls of Cider x2 thanks

Riots at QV, Max Brenner.

They weren't happy with their hot chocolates

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I hung out with my favourite cousin all weekend. Sheesha smoking on Sydney road, I only feel out of place at the beginning when all eyes are on us as we enter. Then after a few deep inhalations of the sweet grape and soothing mint, I have not a care in the world. I wish I could've put my feet on the couch and pass out with the sheesha in my mouth so that every puff in was a sheesha. The place was full of Arabic speakers. A little intimidating.

All of a sudden, one middle ages man stopped the music and called out something in arabic to everyone in the shop. They all looked, some replied. What was going on??? But I stopped freaking out when the music was put back on.

Ahhh back to my smoking.

We went to Charlies on Gordon Street, Footscray. The last time I was there I wasn't meant to be seen with the person I was with for reasons that could've gotten me bashed. Last night I was there, Vince's friends were too. Did it look wrong that I was having a 12 midnight meal with my favourite cousin whom they might not have known he was only my cousin?