February's word: Wonderment

Urk.

Things have been all over the shop with me. I've skipped three periods and I'm massively overdue for serious PMS which I feel has already come one 3 weeks early. And I'm taking it out on myself and everyone else that gets in my way!

But at the same time.. urgh actually I don't know. 

Boat Boy called me up a few weeks ago to tell me he has a sexually transmitted infection.. Chlamydia (however you spell it!) Killed me. I got so many tests done and I'm all clear! I am soooo relieved. I told the Fireman and he was so cool about it. I was so amazed. He is amazing.

I really like the Fireman really really.. But I'm not sure if he can give me what I need. He is a blokes bloke; he is not some "Sensitive New Age Guy" which is what I'm so used to.. So maybe it's me that's just not used to a different approach. I know he genuinely cares though.. He tries so hard..and that's what make me want him more. Inside me wants the best for me but for some reason I can't walk away.. I feel like I need to give him his time and from that I know he'll come around.. when it will happen is the issue.. But it's an issue that I keep blocking out.. Am I doing a friggin dumb thing??

Anyways........

I'm in a rut with work.. 

I hate it slightly. 

It's not what I want anymore.

I don't know what I want anymore.

I just want to have babies and play housewife. I'm not selling out. It's what I want. I haven't imagined my life without that.  But what if it isn't going to happen??? Really?? What the hell do I do? What the hell am I going to do? I have no idea of a career path. I have no desire to choose one.. I know I have to. I have no passion for one thing.. I have passion for many many things.. Most that are out of my range at the moment. I'd love to go to Uni.. Become an Art Teacher.. Do writing.. Do Psychology. I have so many things I want to do. It's crowding my brain!! I'm not ready to make a decision..but I don't think I can stand my job much longer.. 

I don't know what I want anymore..

oMG..

I resigned today..because I was offered a job with the best dentist in the world! Woo hoo!!


Btw..meeting up with Fireman Sam tonight! Bless!

Tuesday's news:

Nothing, nothing and nothing. Work. Hardly any patients *sigh*. Had a fun lunch. Over indulged.. window shopped. Tired. Melbourne Cup today; got jealous at all the pretty girls in their dresses and fascinators. This time last year I was arriving home blotto, in a mini dress and 6 inch heels. My chicken fillets were showing (lol I had no shame..!). I had such a raging good time..! Gourmet buffet and free booze. Now that's what I call a Melbourne Cup celebration..!

And this year, nothing..! This company sucks. Our Christmas party is gonna be pretty chat too.  

Anyways; I HAVE BEEN TAGGED..

Kendall has tagged me to find the 5th pic from the 5th pic album and explain.

Here we go!

Ok.. so these have my head all through them.. so i've decided to pick another picture:

Lol!!!

oK, So these were shoes I took a picture of at Sexpo - A sexual health expo. And I have to say..

I loooooove money..!

These are my kinda shoes.

Anyways, as part of the tag thing, Im gonna Tag Scoman - And Secret College Life Boy. And Elissa..! She will have some awesome pic I'm sure!!

Have a great day/night children. x

I promise I will write something juicy on the weekend. I think I've been asked out on a date on Friday night.. hrmm interesting..! 

It's with like a guy who is my very bestest friend's (at the moment..) husband's best friend. He is extremely sweet. Makes me laugh..! Rolls out Simpsons quotes with me. But..he is slightly not my type.. I'm very girly girl.. he is very..heavy metal.. Has the grim reaper on his arm.. I think if I woke up to that in the morning I'd cry.. lmao..!

Thoughts?

x

All work and no play makes Dee a dull girl..

On the train..

Usual Monday morning rant..

I DON'T WANNA GO TO WORK !

:(

I don't even know who Im working with today.. Please no assholes! I really don't wish to deal with them types on Mondays.

It brings me comfort that Im finish at 5pm though.

P.S: "I went to Priscilla the Musical and all I got was bits of confetti.."
Bahah. No ping pong balls.

Full story at 7pm.

Rainy day in the City..

It's 9.o1am, Wednesday morning. On the Campbelltown to Museum via Granville train. Going to work. The rain is a horrible situation. It is so gloomy and dark here in the city. I cannot stand the rain; I get all drowned rattish and cold, and my hair frizzes. I want the sun shining all the time.

Anyways, just some short rants. Big story time when I get home this afternoon.

So I keep getting asked if I've heard from Footy Boy (this one's a story and a half.) Why would I? Why is this a daily question? So to answer it.. No. I have not heard from Footy Boy. After telling him that I was sick of talking to him about his laziness, does anyone think I'd hear from this guy again? Really..? I do miss him..but I missed the guy who I started off with in the beginning, not the jackass he turned out to be. And I think it's a good thing that I haven't heard from him..I'd probably revert to my silly girl ways, let him come back, and then go through the stages with him all over again.

This time I think it's pretty safe to say it's over.

He wasn't that much fun anyways. And I think a bordering alcholic.

Hrmm...