Still got no job...or life....well that's not completely true...
I was rather busy last week, shopping and movies on Wednesday, Dinner on Thursday, out on Saturday....
Wednesday's shopping was done at Southland with Ness...I bought nothing, everything sucks...or is too expensive. I spent the arvo driving around like an idiot trying to get back to Ness' after being detoured from Cranbourne Rd by a broken down taxi in the left turn lane. But I got there eventually.
Thursday night I went to Knox with Jacinta. It was a long way to go for dinner, but it was nice to go somewhere different. They have tons more restaurants there, I wish Chadstone had a similar set up. We got dinner at this little restaurant and sat outside which was nice. We looked around the shops a bit and then stopped for McDonalds sundaes on the way home.
Friday night I had a nice quiet day/night and caught up on all the tv I hadn't watched during the week. I made a nice dent in it.
Saturday night I went to Ness' for the usual activities. We ended up finishing Sports Night - although I was a bit of a zombie by the end of the evening.
Monday I slept in way later than intended as my alarm didn't go off. I think that messed me up when I tried to sleep last night. I couldn't get to sleep till around 3am....So I was exhausted when I woke up early at 8am (early for me, going on my recent wake up time of 9ish). But I had to get up early so I could have coffee and breakfast before my hair dresser appointment at 10am.
It was fun having my hair done. Its been a while. I got to read some mags, and listen to some music. -There was one song I heard while my hair was being washed that I really liked...but I have no idea who sung it or how it goes...oh well.
Its so nice to have my hair blonded again. Plus she made it all curly and stuff. I met mum after, and we looked in some shops in Camberwell, and got drinks at Koko Black. I bought a singlet from Just Jeans and then we headed down to visit Grandma.
We saw the footage of the Christchurch earthquake which had a bad affect on me for some reason, cause I got really dizzy and had to lay on the bed. But I felt okay after a little bit. I may have just been dehydrated.
Still haven't really done much on the job hunt front....I will have to start looking. I'm just a little scared...my life is gonna change and I'm not sure how I'll deal with that on a permanent basis...even with 'real' money.
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Carlie
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Keep On Keeping On.
So not a whole lot has changed since last week....
The weekend was hard on me. Saturday I was ditched by my mother...after discussing going out somewhere. She later walked out the door with my sis to go somewhere else, asked me at the last minute if I wanted to go...knowing I wouldn't have time to get ready...
She does stuff like that all the time...goes places with my sis, without inviting me or my sis saying I can't come....but Saturday felt different. We had discussed plans and she ignored it and chose to do what my sis wanted. It really hurt my feelings. I was miserable all day.
Sunday she took me out, we went to Forrest Hill shopping centre to go to Big W so she could buy me my xmas present. -Which I had been asking for for a while.
I hadn't been there since I saw Titanic at the movies in year 7...which was a long long time ago now. It has changed a lot. Its huge! We had coffee at the Coffee Club and it was fun.
I don't mean to act bratty about spending time with my mum, but I've felt that ever since I got back from the US, its been all her and Nikki...she says Nikki's friends are busy and she needs the attention...well I've got my own things going on and I hate being excluded! Especially because my sis is still being a complete cow sometimes...saying I can't be around or be involved in whatever they are doing...with absolutely no discouragement from my mum.
Hopefully she'll get over it soon...I'm not asking to be Nikki's best friend or anything...but being civil and a little social isn't too much to ask for!
In other news...Monday I went down to Grandpa and Grandma's house with mum to look through their files for stuff my mum needed. It was fun, we got lunch and ate it there. It was cool going through old stuff...finding old documents...they don't make things like they used to. Nowadays everything is regular paper and computer typed...its not fancy or special.
We visited Grandma before heading home...I don't know how well she is doing now that she's alone...I think she's lonely. She's not at her best, and hopefully people keep taking her out places and doing stuff with her. She needs it.
Today I went shopping with Jacinta, and we talked about a lot of stuff. I didn't end up buying anything, but it was still nice to get out. She's in a similar boat to me, she's looking for a real job...but she also has Kmart to fund her activities until then. -I need it more. But the whole thing is pretty nerve wracking!
So we'll see how things play out...I have to bite the job hunting bullet....
I mean...I am starting to go a little crazy being home everyday...
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Carlie
The weekend was hard on me. Saturday I was ditched by my mother...after discussing going out somewhere. She later walked out the door with my sis to go somewhere else, asked me at the last minute if I wanted to go...knowing I wouldn't have time to get ready...
She does stuff like that all the time...goes places with my sis, without inviting me or my sis saying I can't come....but Saturday felt different. We had discussed plans and she ignored it and chose to do what my sis wanted. It really hurt my feelings. I was miserable all day.
Sunday she took me out, we went to Forrest Hill shopping centre to go to Big W so she could buy me my xmas present. -Which I had been asking for for a while.
I hadn't been there since I saw Titanic at the movies in year 7...which was a long long time ago now. It has changed a lot. Its huge! We had coffee at the Coffee Club and it was fun.
I don't mean to act bratty about spending time with my mum, but I've felt that ever since I got back from the US, its been all her and Nikki...she says Nikki's friends are busy and she needs the attention...well I've got my own things going on and I hate being excluded! Especially because my sis is still being a complete cow sometimes...saying I can't be around or be involved in whatever they are doing...with absolutely no discouragement from my mum.
Hopefully she'll get over it soon...I'm not asking to be Nikki's best friend or anything...but being civil and a little social isn't too much to ask for!
In other news...Monday I went down to Grandpa and Grandma's house with mum to look through their files for stuff my mum needed. It was fun, we got lunch and ate it there. It was cool going through old stuff...finding old documents...they don't make things like they used to. Nowadays everything is regular paper and computer typed...its not fancy or special.
We visited Grandma before heading home...I don't know how well she is doing now that she's alone...I think she's lonely. She's not at her best, and hopefully people keep taking her out places and doing stuff with her. She needs it.
Today I went shopping with Jacinta, and we talked about a lot of stuff. I didn't end up buying anything, but it was still nice to get out. She's in a similar boat to me, she's looking for a real job...but she also has Kmart to fund her activities until then. -I need it more. But the whole thing is pretty nerve wracking!
So we'll see how things play out...I have to bite the job hunting bullet....
I mean...I am starting to go a little crazy being home everyday...
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Carlie
Tuesday, February 01, 2011
Wasting Time
Okay, I guess now is the point where I need to stop putting it off, and really get hard into the job search. I've got to see what's out there, and make the decision which direction I want to take. I have all the time to dedicate to the right job. -And by RIGHT job, I don't mean the dream job, but one that I can learn, grow in, and be happy doing on a daily basis.
While I really enjoyed working for the AEC, I think the fact that I knew I wasn't going to be doing it for longer than those couple of months, meant I didn't get too sick of it. -Plus I was always doing something different and learning new skills.
Additionally, I really liked working with the group of people there everyday. I felt needed and appreciated, so that made me happy.
Ideally I'd love to find a job new media related, but I am open to other things. So we'll see what happens. Hopefully I should get a little more interest this time around, seeing as how I've got office experiance now.
In other news, I have been pretty quiet. While I am not completely broke, I am holding onto all the money I earned from my last job with the VEC in December, for paying my monthly bills and other needs. I am still paying off the trip...but once I get regular work I should be able to take care of that pretty quick.
I worked last week on Australia Day with the girls from the AEC on a citizenship ceremony. It was cool to see that in action, and the work was stuff I used to do there -so that was easy to get back into.
I've been busy on my weekends, hanging out with Ness, doing our thing. The other week, we went bowling with Kay, Nick and Brett, and had dinner at Stacks. That was fun. I mean I suck at bowling, but its fun to play.
I won't run out of dvds to watch for a while, I've still got 1 season of Damages, 2 of ER, and 1 of Grey's to watch, so I'm set for a while. - Plus Private Practice when that gets cheap on Amazon again.
I've also started reading again. -My old summer hobby. I'm reading To Kill A Mockingbird again...for the zillionth time. I used to read it every summer, but I'm pretty sure I skipped last year. I love that book! I wish my sis didn't hate it so much! - I wish she'd get over her anger/hating everything issues. She's driving me up the wall. -I wouldn't care so much, if we were not watching so many dvds or playing wii games together.
I don't think my summer diet is going as well this year. It hasn't been as hot, so my appetite is more normal. I am starting to cut back again, but its hard sometimes. I'm trying out some stretching moves, which I can feel helping. I must try to cut back on the chocolate and the lemonade...
That's all I've got for now....
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Carlie
While I really enjoyed working for the AEC, I think the fact that I knew I wasn't going to be doing it for longer than those couple of months, meant I didn't get too sick of it. -Plus I was always doing something different and learning new skills.
Additionally, I really liked working with the group of people there everyday. I felt needed and appreciated, so that made me happy.
Ideally I'd love to find a job new media related, but I am open to other things. So we'll see what happens. Hopefully I should get a little more interest this time around, seeing as how I've got office experiance now.
In other news, I have been pretty quiet. While I am not completely broke, I am holding onto all the money I earned from my last job with the VEC in December, for paying my monthly bills and other needs. I am still paying off the trip...but once I get regular work I should be able to take care of that pretty quick.
I worked last week on Australia Day with the girls from the AEC on a citizenship ceremony. It was cool to see that in action, and the work was stuff I used to do there -so that was easy to get back into.
I've been busy on my weekends, hanging out with Ness, doing our thing. The other week, we went bowling with Kay, Nick and Brett, and had dinner at Stacks. That was fun. I mean I suck at bowling, but its fun to play.
I won't run out of dvds to watch for a while, I've still got 1 season of Damages, 2 of ER, and 1 of Grey's to watch, so I'm set for a while. - Plus Private Practice when that gets cheap on Amazon again.
I've also started reading again. -My old summer hobby. I'm reading To Kill A Mockingbird again...for the zillionth time. I used to read it every summer, but I'm pretty sure I skipped last year. I love that book! I wish my sis didn't hate it so much! - I wish she'd get over her anger/hating everything issues. She's driving me up the wall. -I wouldn't care so much, if we were not watching so many dvds or playing wii games together.
I don't think my summer diet is going as well this year. It hasn't been as hot, so my appetite is more normal. I am starting to cut back again, but its hard sometimes. I'm trying out some stretching moves, which I can feel helping. I must try to cut back on the chocolate and the lemonade...
That's all I've got for now....
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Carlie
To the Best Grandpa in the World
-I wrote this on the 16th of January, and finally am posting it. I wasn't sure if I wanted to or not, but I'm finally putting out out there.
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So its been a busy week for me, and a hard and not easy week.
Last weekend my Grandpa's health went downhill and we all went in on Friday to see him. Early Sunday morning we got the call that he was gone.
Now don't feel too bad for me, I dealed with it very well in my opinion. I was sad, but never distraught or bawling my eyes out. For one thing, I knew it was coming. He was 91 (almost 92) and there was warning, we got a chance to say goodbye, and I'd been expecting something could happen for the last couple of years.
Nobody lives forever, and while I am sad that he's not hear anymore, I got the best out of him while he was here and thats what really matters. I've got great memories, I spent just about as much time as I could with him, and in the end am glad that he didn't go while I was away last year...which could have been a possibility.
I could not have asked for a better grandpa than Ray Marten. We were close in our own way. I always knew he cared, and he was always happy to see me and anyone else who showed up.
My first memory ever is being picked up from my Grandparent's house by my dad the day after my brother was born. When we were little, my brother and I spent a lot of time at my Grandparents. They looked after us alot, including overnight stays. One thing that always makes me think of my Grandpa is that line from the A.A Milne poem. "A little bit of butter for the royal slice of bread." He used to say it anytime we had breakfast or lunch.
When I was really little I would follow him around the garden, and we would talk to the little frog statue, pick lemons and watch the birds. He taught me how to play draughts (or checkers), he taught me to play solitaire (but I prefered to play it with him), and he also taught me to play rummycrib....but I forgot how to play that long long ago.
When I went to high school, he would always ask about what I was learning in French, and we would attempt some sentances in French. He tried to help me with my maths back in the day - but I was hopeless case. I could tell he was proud when I went to Uni, and was interested in what subjects I was studying. I was excited to show him my diploma.
He always encouraged my interest in travel and was interested to hear about my trip last year, he gave me money towards it. He was always giving me money, which I appreciated, but he would insist upon giving it to me, even if he gave me some the week before. He was alway generous with money or time. When I was helping him out and visiting with Grandma while my mum was away in 2009, he came home from grocery shopping with pink cupcakes to have with our tea just for me. He was that kind of guy. He always made me feel special.
Until last week I still had 4 Grandparents, so I felt SO lucky to have all 4 for 25 years. My Grandpa was almost 92, he could still walk on his own (until the last few months didn't even need a cane), he still had his hair, and his mind. So you can't ask for more than that!
The funeral was hard, I had no idea what to expect. But it was good to see everyone turn up. He was beloved by so many people - and not just family. I've got no complaints. I'll miss him, but I'm not really sad for him or myself. I just feel lucky to have known him for so long, when so many of my friends didn't have grandparents at all.
Love you Grandpa.
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Carlie
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So its been a busy week for me, and a hard and not easy week.
Last weekend my Grandpa's health went downhill and we all went in on Friday to see him. Early Sunday morning we got the call that he was gone.
Now don't feel too bad for me, I dealed with it very well in my opinion. I was sad, but never distraught or bawling my eyes out. For one thing, I knew it was coming. He was 91 (almost 92) and there was warning, we got a chance to say goodbye, and I'd been expecting something could happen for the last couple of years.
Nobody lives forever, and while I am sad that he's not hear anymore, I got the best out of him while he was here and thats what really matters. I've got great memories, I spent just about as much time as I could with him, and in the end am glad that he didn't go while I was away last year...which could have been a possibility.
I could not have asked for a better grandpa than Ray Marten. We were close in our own way. I always knew he cared, and he was always happy to see me and anyone else who showed up.
My first memory ever is being picked up from my Grandparent's house by my dad the day after my brother was born. When we were little, my brother and I spent a lot of time at my Grandparents. They looked after us alot, including overnight stays. One thing that always makes me think of my Grandpa is that line from the A.A Milne poem. "A little bit of butter for the royal slice of bread." He used to say it anytime we had breakfast or lunch.
When I was really little I would follow him around the garden, and we would talk to the little frog statue, pick lemons and watch the birds. He taught me how to play draughts (or checkers), he taught me to play solitaire (but I prefered to play it with him), and he also taught me to play rummycrib....but I forgot how to play that long long ago.
When I went to high school, he would always ask about what I was learning in French, and we would attempt some sentances in French. He tried to help me with my maths back in the day - but I was hopeless case. I could tell he was proud when I went to Uni, and was interested in what subjects I was studying. I was excited to show him my diploma.
He always encouraged my interest in travel and was interested to hear about my trip last year, he gave me money towards it. He was always giving me money, which I appreciated, but he would insist upon giving it to me, even if he gave me some the week before. He was alway generous with money or time. When I was helping him out and visiting with Grandma while my mum was away in 2009, he came home from grocery shopping with pink cupcakes to have with our tea just for me. He was that kind of guy. He always made me feel special.
Until last week I still had 4 Grandparents, so I felt SO lucky to have all 4 for 25 years. My Grandpa was almost 92, he could still walk on his own (until the last few months didn't even need a cane), he still had his hair, and his mind. So you can't ask for more than that!
The funeral was hard, I had no idea what to expect. But it was good to see everyone turn up. He was beloved by so many people - and not just family. I've got no complaints. I'll miss him, but I'm not really sad for him or myself. I just feel lucky to have known him for so long, when so many of my friends didn't have grandparents at all.
Love you Grandpa.
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Carlie
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