Last day in August...

It's a beautiful day today isn't it? It's the first day for months that I have walked out of the office at lunch and not been hit with a cold rush. I stepped out today and as usual tensed every muscle in my body expecting to feel the cold chill until I realised that it was warm. It was warm!!! Tomorrow we are officially out of Winter and into Spring. The season of birds singing in the tree tops, sunshine bursting through the clouds and...mating rituals. Yes, that's right. And I launch into this spectacular time of the year still on my high point. I am yet to descend from cloud nine. Everything is still great. Work is great: plenty to do, time passes quickly and I'm picking up a tonne of new skills including a telephone voice I never knew I had, primarily used on government employees, kind of sounds like Sandra Sully. Hehehe. My social life is great: able to fit in lots of time to hang out with friends at the weekends. Attend a ball, a cocktail party, a 21st, you know how it is. And finally my love life is great: Just the right amount of guy contact with the least amount of committment. Don't know how long that'll last but we'll see how we go. I'm enjoying just getting to know guys, finding out some interesting things about them. And then there's still more to uncover, ooo, really wanna crack a dirty joke there. I will resist. Don't pretend like you didn't think of it too. So, yeah, all in all things are coming along nicely.

Challenger, ready?

Good morning world! It is another day in Janelle's Reality. I have to say it was hard to get started this morning. No motivation really, to get out of bed. But here I am...at work. Probably shouldn't be blogging huh? I've got plenty of things to be doing. This morning I have a meeting with the academic loser...er...I mean...mentor from uni. He's coming in to check on how my 5000 word assignment on the different business structures and their tax implications is coming along. I anticipate it's going to be a relatively short meeting considering that I haven't started it yet. I can't decide whether to just sit there and admit that I'm yet to type a word on the topic or lie and tell him that I'm right on track with the timeline I included in my proposal (More lies to spin in my web of deceit). Last time he came in here he insulted my boss, my workplace and despite me submitting my information twice to the university he claimed I "failed to comply" and therefore was the last student out of the 120 co-ops to be graced with his presence. The guy's a complete idiot. He got me annoyed pretty much straight away. When he asked me what I planned to do my assignment on, I thought, I'll give you "failure to comply" and gave him what for. I proceeded to tell him that the assignment was an excuse to make students pay uni fees when they don't actually need to go into the uni for the entire year and that seeing the mark for the co-op subjects is pass or fail, as long as the assignment got me a pass I didn't care about it because I believe the real learning is happening here on the job. My boss saw a different side of me that day. In conclusion, you don't piss me off and get away with it and he'll be here soon for Round Two.

Another one bites the dust...

I am quite annoyed. Sometimes I wonder why I bother making friends with guys. One minute they're you're best buddy, the next minute they don't have time for you anymore cos they've found some chick that puts out. Seriously, it's pathetic. I have a friend who I've known since high school, he's been there for me a lot and I'd say we're pretty good friends. We used to talk almost everyday and he means more to me than he probably realises. However, recently he's totally blown me off. I hadn't spoken to him in about two weeks and when I finally caught up with him he said he's been "busy" (ie. "getting busy") with some random tart. I wanted to tell him how annoyed I was that he'd dropped off the face of the earth but I would be risking looking jealous and seeing that we do flirt with each other a bit, it could look that way. Honestly, I don't mind who he sees, he can do what he wants but I hate that I get zero time talking to him now. And eventually when this chick ditches him or vice versa he'll conveniently have time to chat with me again. This isn't the first time this has happened with one of my close guy friends either. There's another one who I haven't heard from for about two years, coincedently contact was discontinued around the same time he got a girlfriend. It's stupid and it sucks!

A bit of blah blah...

It's an exciting lead up to Stephanie's uni ball which I am attending on Friday night. The preparation for the evening spans over the entire week beforehand. Luckily, I bought my dress a good couple of weeks ago which is obviously the most integral part of the overall endeavour so that takes a bit of pressure off. Aside from that, Friday night I went shoe shopping and came out with additionally a matching handbag and diamonte bracelet. As my grandfather would say, I am a sucker for a salesman, or saleswoman in this case. This is totally going off on a tangent here but all it takes is showing a little interest in your customer and instead of walking out with the bare minimim you could end up selling them two things they didn't even plan on buying. So all those bitchy, stuck up, totally unhelpful and uninterested sales girls out there should think about that one. Anyway, so that was Friday night, then Saturday I did a trial balance, I mean, um, a trial run (yeah I know, only amusing myself with that one) on my hair. I'm glad that I did, cos what I set out to do didn't quite work so I've scratched that idea and am going with something else. You do not want to be trying something new an hour before you've gotta leave and find it's a flop and then have to begin something else. I'm actually going as far as chucking a sickie on Friday so that I have the entire day to get ready. This will involve getting up at 9 to make the *cough cough* I'm not feeling well today phone call, then showering and washing hair after a light brekky, painting nails, packing bag for overnight stay, hair styling (depending on what that turns out to be), applying make-up, putting on dress and departing at quarter to 6pm. (It doesn't sound like a lot to do but yeah it'll probably take the whole day) Then I'm off to Steph's house where we will leave shortly after my arrival to proceed to the venue. Usually I would complain about guys having less to do, like just having to throw on a suit, do their hair and that's it but I actually enjoy all the planning and preparation almost as much as the actual evening, it's half the fun. And let's face it, we all like to feel pretty.

Fun fact...

I found out today from my apple juice (under the lid, that is. I didn't think my juice was talking to me) that the average person spends two weeks of their lifetime waiting for traffic lights to change. I wasn't very happy about that thought, it's a pretty big waste of two weeks. Then I remembered not long ago I discovered that the average person spends two weeks of their lifetime kissing. Ok, you got me, I didn't just casually remember that, I have the lid blu-tacked to my computer screen. Anyway, it got me thinking. If I spend as much time as I can kissing whilst waiting at traffic lights then I can decrease on the time wasted waiting for traffic lights and increase time spent kissing. Yeah, I know, you wish you thought of it first.

Irregular activity...

So it seems I've been suspended on a high point. This is very unusual. It's lasted about three weeks now which at first was just great but now it's beginning to worry me because clearly when I come down to a low point I'm gonna come down hard. I have a feeling that something terrible is going to happen. No one is this lucky for this long without a catch. It's just not the way it works. I'm not going to speculate about what certain tragedy lies ahead but I am curious. Whatever it is, it has to be the inverse level of the high point I am experiencing now. Yep, it's gonna be big. I'll let you know when it hits, hopefully I won't be suicidal.

Burning the candle at both ends...

Ever since Saturday night I've been kind of fidgety and can't seem to concentrate on anything for very long before I start drifting off into daydreamy land. Plus, the lack of sleep from that night, that hasn't been made up for, is starting to catch up with me. I'm trying to make myself look busy at work when in fact most of the time I'm just staring at my computer screen or random pieces of paper with a pencil in my hand thinking about something completely different. I just need some time to catch up on all that has happened in the last few days. And a nap wouldn't hurt either.

Saturday night report...

I know you're all dying to know how Saturday night went and I can tell you with much enthusiasm that it was without a doubt one of THE best night's I've ever had. Ok, maybe I'm being a bit overzealous there...or not...it was pretty damn fantastic. You know you're having the time of your life when it's approaching daylight and you wish you could turn back the clock to have just a few more hours. I am definitely on a high point...and soaring.

Remember this feeling...

I would just like to document my "high point" on this Saturday night in August. I am sitting at home, the parentals have gone out and Stephanie will be here in couple of hours so we can head out to...well...we'll call it party. This evenings plans have definite potential of being perfect night out material. But now that I've said that, I've probably just jinxed the whole thing. Hmmm. Anyway, I'm designated driver tonight and that's a bit of a poo but I owe it to my wingwoman Steph, she's a real champion and probably designated driver 80% of the time. And I don't need alcohol to have fun or so I keep telling myself. I should probably cut down on the drinking too. My dad called me a "soak" the other day, whatever that means, but I didn't like his tone. I''ll probably cop bag duty as well. That's if Steph trusts me with all our personal belongings. For some reason she thinks that they're more likely to get stolen with me. But she'll be preoccupied anyway. Hope she doesn't get too plastered. I can't carry her to the car. Tonight is probably gonna be a late one cos she's staying over and that means we only have to deal with one set of parents, not two. Ahhh, it's so exciting not knowing where the night may take you. Let the good times roll...

What's happening in my world?

Well, this is mostly for you Carris.

MY WORK LIFE:

At the end of June, Georgia, who was my number one person to go to for help and to ask dumb questions of, left to go and work overseas. Now I've taken on a lot of her responsibilities at the office and the work just keeps piling up. As soon as I think I'm on top of things I find out there is more to do. This is quite a change from when I used to sit around surfing the net, writing emails and chatting on MSN all day. But I kind of prefer the work. The day goes quicker and I feel like I actually deserve to be paid.

At the moment, I'm also training up a new guy in pretty much the same position as I was when I started back in February. Having to show him the ropes has actually made me realise how much I've learned in such a short time.

Also, a couple of weeks ago I met with the big boss and he offered me a position at JTP in 2008 after I've graduated from uni, so that's cool. Although kind of scary to know you've locked in the next few years of your life. Ooo and I also got a key to the office. Sounds like no big deal but it was to me.

MY SOCIAL LIFE:

After a long week of work I usually enjoy hanging out with my best friend Stephanie for what I like to call "casual events Friday". A lot of the time I can't be bothered going out after work on a Friday night so unless I go out with work friends Steph and I will get a DVD or go to the movies and pretty much just relax. However, Saturday is a completely different story. Saturday is "get out on the town for drinks, dancing and other mischievous activities night". (I'm thinking of shortening the name) We always have a great time and I love it. I usually spend the following week fielding messages from guys I met out but that's all part of the adventure. I really enjoy meeting new people. And the next weekend it starts all over again. I have to say, I find it quite inconvenient for church to be on Sunday mornings. Too early after a big night out. So most of the time, I rock up to church post-service to go out to lunch with the gang. I have much appreciation for the evening services.

MY LOVE LIFE:

Well, this is a very complicated area. At the moment you couldn't get me into a relationship if you paid me. And I've discovered that these days there are a lot more guys out there looking for a girlfriend rather than a one night stand. (Don't get me wrong, the sleazes are still out there) I was under the impression that guys were the ones who just wanted to have a good time and girls were the ones pining for boyfriends. So, when I decided I didn't want a boyfriend I thought it would be quite easy to still find a guy to hang out with, without the committment. But apparently, the world has turned upside down. 90% of the guys I have met in the last 6 months have clung to me and/or commented on how they are ready to settle down but I can't stand the thought of being restricted and I have lost every romantic bone in my body. After pyscho-analysing myself I've decided that I just haven't found the right guy yet. And that's fine with me, because I'm happy being single. My life hasn't been this exciting since...ever.