Tight pants

Sorry I haven't blogged for a few days. I've been away.
We went to our ex next door neighbours house for a break, to get away from it all.

So my friend came back from Australia yesterday. She had been there for three weeks and I missed her more than anything. She said she didn't get me anything coz she ran out of money, which is fine coz I didn't want to take her money anyway. But then she gives me these pants as a "souvenir" of Australia. Which it's not really, coz she bought them for herself, which is fine because I don't want to take her stuff from her anyway. I insist I'm a size 12 but she insists I'm a size 10 so she gives me these size 10 pants (coz that's what size she is) and I have to do this little dance thing to get into them. Now, as I've previously stated on Facebook, I'm not a big person so having to do a dance, like Homer Simpson to get into my pants, is unusual for me.
So I dance and jump around then eventually get into them.
They're okay in most places and I'm wearing them today but in the crotch and ass areas I feel like I'm being touched in ways pants should NOT be touching me.
I feel like I'm constantly being uh... how do I put this in a G rated way... poked in the uh well you know. As well as having a constant wedgie.
This makes things slightly uncomfortable to be honest...
So I now apparantly fit size 10 pants but these ones feel super tight.
I'm conscious that in tight pants, people are staring at my ass.
Or that I'm walking weirdly coz I'm being poked and wedgied AT THE SAME TIME.
In saying that, tight pants have always made me feel kinda sexy. I guess that's the benefit of clothing which is skin tight and poking you in places not many people get poked. Well some do but that's totally too R rated.
Oh and it makes me think, what happens with guys who wear skinny jeans? If I'm getting poked, it must be SUPER uncomfortable for them coz they have a lot more down there than I do.
I feel like I need to rearrange myself all the time. Always adjusting which looks bad in public but men do it ALL the time.

I went to a tattoo parlor today. I wasn't getting inked again (unfortunately) but it made me re-realise my deep craving for another tatt. I feel like I NEED to feel that needle in me again and soon.
I have a design but it has to wait a little longer until I'm sure where I want it and stuff.
My friend is getting inked today so she'll probably want another one asap after her first, just like I did/do so at least I'll have an ink buddy who'll be covered in them with me!

I think that's enough information for today... And forever lol.

Varelai.

Pina Coladas

I like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain.
Oh yea... This blog today will be gross. So uh... Read at your own caution. If you want to still like me, don't read it =)
However, the only rain I experienced today was the sweat dripping from the ceiling of our office.
My friend didn't take me to Australia 2 and a half weeks ago but she didn't need to coz their conditions have floated over here.
Ugh.
We don't have air conditioning in our office, nor do we have many windows.
I'm not a big sweater. I'm a cold person generally so I don't sweat often, usually I just shiver.
But today, by the end of the boiling hot day, I just wanted to jump into Petone wharf like all the other lucky bastards still on holiday coz I felt gross, sweaty and smelt like the most awful thing ever.
I felt sorry for the person who sat next to me on the bus. Usually I'm the one going "ugh... why must the smelly ones always sit next to me" but today... nope...
Although, the guy next to me had NO perception of space, he had his leg touching mine the whole time coz instead of making himself small enough for the bus seat, he insisted on sitting with his legs wide open.
And the spot where his leg was, for the whole 40 or so minute ride, was hotter and sweatier than the rest of me. I hate the heat. It's terrible.
I hope when I do get invited to Australia, they'll have AIR CONDITIONING.
So I got home and had a cold/semi-warm shower and am now wearing nothing but my dressing gown.
And do not plan to go outside for the remainder of the night.
Unless of course my mum decides not to feed me again, then I'll have to go out and get food.
Maybe I'll make vegetarian butter chicken tonight.

There's nothing more I can say really.
And no redeeming aspect of today's blog.
At least I don't feel quite so gross anymore.

Oh and I googled myself today and no results yet. Come on Google, pick me up!

Varelai.

Beginnings and Decisions

Let's start at the beginning.

For those who aren't familiar with the English language or cannot use Google, obdurate means "unmoved by persuasion", "stubborn", "unyielding".
My opinions can often be one sided and sometimes I will be stubborn and unwilling to change my thoughts on things.
But that doesn't mean you shouldn't try to change my mind.
I have friends who seem to enjoy arguing with me or playing "devil's advocate" to try to get me to think outside my own box.

Deciding what you want to do with your life is always hard.

I left school pretty early to follow my dreams in Journalism but am now realising that it's not such a great career for me.
At the moment I'm on a Journalism internship for two weeks, which is not so bad but it's still not like I look forward to going to work every day.
The editor and people in the office are very helpful and nice but it still doesn't make me happy.

It's Sunday already, this weekend has gone far too fast. Means tomorrow I have to wake up at an hour I only just found out existed, 6am.
I guess it's the last week though so it could be worse.

What I want to do now is become a train conductor.

My friend just asked me if I'd like to move to Australia with her in 5-6 years which means I could be a train conductor till we move.

Maybe by that time I'll be more than ready to leave home and this country.

But a lot can happen in 5-6 years. I could find a partner and get married then we'd have to decide as a couple, what we want to do.
Or I might find a partner over there, which would be fine also.

Maybe my job will be so great here and I'll do so well at it that I'll get a promotion and not want to leave!

Varelai.