Someone ought to make a computer game called Big Mall of Horror. The aim of the game is to try and get OUT of the place during closing time, and obstacles are randomised, so you don't know which way would be most likely to get you out of the fricking shopping cenre. This idea based on my incredibly amusing trouble finding my way out of Eastgardens yesterday.
Masha somehow persuaded me to accompany her to canterbury (Why? I don't know!) yesterday night and sleep over at her house. Except my parents only know about the last bit. I had work today and yesterday, so i was understandably reluctant.
Anyway, work on friday was tolerable - actually I've managed to avoid getting reprimanded at all today and yesterday, which was amazing. I guess I am improving. So Masha was gonna show up after and we'd then go to canterbury (why? I DON'T KNOW!) but when i called her at seven she was just leaving the house with her dad, so I told her to meet me at the bus stop.
So I went and changed out of my work uniform and then went up the escalators and started walking across Eastgardens. About half way there a guy in an official blue shirt with a mop stopped me and said the doors were locked and I'd have to take the lift downstairs and go up to the bus stop from the outside. As I approached it a random woman called out to the guy that the lift wouldn't go to the ground floor. So I turned around back to the escalators. Along the way we somehow collected a few more randoms who I told that there was no way out in the other direction. So by now we had like a whole posse going down the escalators and towards the exit, but wouldn't you know it, there was a big black monster of a gate blocking the way. By this time I was royaly pissed off, so I was just like, "fuck that shit! I'm an employee! I'm bloody well using the service entrance!" Then I found a restroom sign, threaded my way through some apparantly randomly placed swinging doors in corrdidors, and then - a glimpse of blessed carpark! I was so freakin exulted that I actually jumped up and yelled Yes! Of course then i still had to walk all the way round to the bus stop, but since masha didn't get there for another twenty minutes and the bus twenty after that, that was okay. I used the intervening time to put my various ornaments on, since we're not allowed jewellery or watches at work.
We got a 392 to the city, and then we were *going* to take a train to canterbury (WHY? I don't know!) But then Masha decided a bus would be better. We spent ages walking to find the actual right bus stop, including various unscheduled stops so masha could buy A) cigs and B) a random tube top. When we'd actually stood at the bus stop for about fifteen minutes, guess what? The bus driver just drives right past us! The next one wasn't for ages, so we went and took a train after all. Throughout all this Masha kept getting calls on her mobile from totally random people, most of whom she actually knew, I think. Anyway, we caught the tran and some kind of "rail bus" thingy, and then we had to walk through a park to get to the ice rink. Since she made me take off my glasses it was really trippy, cos it was all dark and I couldn't see anything except these freaky blurry headlights on the road.
We didn't actually skate (WHY? I don't KNOW!) but instead sat around outside talking to some lebanese guys who were probably friends of friends of mashas. One of them kept picking grass and tickling people with it. It was amusing. I forgot their names, I just think of them as "grass guy" "plait guy" and "who the fuck are you?". The last referring to somene who just sort of stood round the edges and didn't say anything, and I couldn't actually see him properly, so I kept forgetting he was there and then someone mentions him and I'm like "who?"
After an hour or so our lift showed up. The seatbelts were tangled and i didn't actually manage to get mine on. I kept thinking how pissed off my parents would be if i died in a carcrash in canterbury when I was supposed to be on a foldout bed in Randwick. They made a "stop" in some obscure suburb near bankstown, where the guys sat around smoking weed with some other guys, some of whom masha knew, while we sat in the across the room and respectively resisted temptation and tried not to choke on the fumes (guess which was who) and then to top it all off they refused to drive us home. I mean WTF? We were just like ummm... but like, dude we're only here cos you said you'd drive us. And they're like... yeah.
Eventually the guy masha *didn't* know took pity on us and decided to drive us, which was really nice of him since he didn't have a license and could've been arrested. There was something wrong with that sentence, but it probably has to do with masha's catching logic. We eventually got back and told mashas parents we'd seen Blade Trinity in the city, which is convenient cos I'm never going toactually watch it.
This morning Masha cooked up waaaay too much scrambled eggs with a shitload of herbs in. I made icing. Not for the eggs, for the cookies! Well, no, actually I just saw icing sugar in her cupboard and felt like it. I put some butter in a bowl, and then realised she had no microwave, so I put the bowl in a bigger bowl and poured hot water around it, which worked nicely, and then I poured in some icing sugar and mixed it up. Butter icing with butter cookies. Mmmmm.
After a chat with a random friend of hers who showed up at random (WHY? I DON'T KNOW!) her parents drove me to Maroubra Junction around 2:45, and then instead of a 400 I stupidly caught a 316, which took a weird roundabout route to easties so I only just got to work on time. I feel bready. I think i like masha better when she's not with other people, cos she tries to impress them with her coolness, and to her that means putting down uncool people. Which, when i'm around, means teasing me. Obviously it's all in good fun, but she goes overboard sometimes. The word "nerd" was used twice and the word "calculator" once - and that was just about stan! Imagine if she knew my school friends! This wouldn't be a problem if I was mean/assertive enough to tease her back, but it seems i can only manage it when i'm around other people I actually know and like. Which is weird. But she's nice when she's by herself. She actually managed to untangle my hair, too, which is no mean feat.
I'm planning out a really cool RP on NS. I never understood those people who spent like three hours on a post before, but now I do - it's all cool and complex and stuff :D
Masha somehow persuaded me to accompany her to canterbury (Why? I don't know!) yesterday night and sleep over at her house. Except my parents only know about the last bit. I had work today and yesterday, so i was understandably reluctant.
Anyway, work on friday was tolerable - actually I've managed to avoid getting reprimanded at all today and yesterday, which was amazing. I guess I am improving. So Masha was gonna show up after and we'd then go to canterbury (why? I DON'T KNOW!) but when i called her at seven she was just leaving the house with her dad, so I told her to meet me at the bus stop.
So I went and changed out of my work uniform and then went up the escalators and started walking across Eastgardens. About half way there a guy in an official blue shirt with a mop stopped me and said the doors were locked and I'd have to take the lift downstairs and go up to the bus stop from the outside. As I approached it a random woman called out to the guy that the lift wouldn't go to the ground floor. So I turned around back to the escalators. Along the way we somehow collected a few more randoms who I told that there was no way out in the other direction. So by now we had like a whole posse going down the escalators and towards the exit, but wouldn't you know it, there was a big black monster of a gate blocking the way. By this time I was royaly pissed off, so I was just like, "fuck that shit! I'm an employee! I'm bloody well using the service entrance!" Then I found a restroom sign, threaded my way through some apparantly randomly placed swinging doors in corrdidors, and then - a glimpse of blessed carpark! I was so freakin exulted that I actually jumped up and yelled Yes! Of course then i still had to walk all the way round to the bus stop, but since masha didn't get there for another twenty minutes and the bus twenty after that, that was okay. I used the intervening time to put my various ornaments on, since we're not allowed jewellery or watches at work.
We got a 392 to the city, and then we were *going* to take a train to canterbury (WHY? I don't know!) But then Masha decided a bus would be better. We spent ages walking to find the actual right bus stop, including various unscheduled stops so masha could buy A) cigs and B) a random tube top. When we'd actually stood at the bus stop for about fifteen minutes, guess what? The bus driver just drives right past us! The next one wasn't for ages, so we went and took a train after all. Throughout all this Masha kept getting calls on her mobile from totally random people, most of whom she actually knew, I think. Anyway, we caught the tran and some kind of "rail bus" thingy, and then we had to walk through a park to get to the ice rink. Since she made me take off my glasses it was really trippy, cos it was all dark and I couldn't see anything except these freaky blurry headlights on the road.
We didn't actually skate (WHY? I don't KNOW!) but instead sat around outside talking to some lebanese guys who were probably friends of friends of mashas. One of them kept picking grass and tickling people with it. It was amusing. I forgot their names, I just think of them as "grass guy" "plait guy" and "who the fuck are you?". The last referring to somene who just sort of stood round the edges and didn't say anything, and I couldn't actually see him properly, so I kept forgetting he was there and then someone mentions him and I'm like "who?"
After an hour or so our lift showed up. The seatbelts were tangled and i didn't actually manage to get mine on. I kept thinking how pissed off my parents would be if i died in a carcrash in canterbury when I was supposed to be on a foldout bed in Randwick. They made a "stop" in some obscure suburb near bankstown, where the guys sat around smoking weed with some other guys, some of whom masha knew, while we sat in the across the room and respectively resisted temptation and tried not to choke on the fumes (guess which was who) and then to top it all off they refused to drive us home. I mean WTF? We were just like ummm... but like, dude we're only here cos you said you'd drive us. And they're like... yeah.
Eventually the guy masha *didn't* know took pity on us and decided to drive us, which was really nice of him since he didn't have a license and could've been arrested. There was something wrong with that sentence, but it probably has to do with masha's catching logic. We eventually got back and told mashas parents we'd seen Blade Trinity in the city, which is convenient cos I'm never going toactually watch it.
This morning Masha cooked up waaaay too much scrambled eggs with a shitload of herbs in. I made icing. Not for the eggs, for the cookies! Well, no, actually I just saw icing sugar in her cupboard and felt like it. I put some butter in a bowl, and then realised she had no microwave, so I put the bowl in a bigger bowl and poured hot water around it, which worked nicely, and then I poured in some icing sugar and mixed it up. Butter icing with butter cookies. Mmmmm.
After a chat with a random friend of hers who showed up at random (WHY? I DON'T KNOW!) her parents drove me to Maroubra Junction around 2:45, and then instead of a 400 I stupidly caught a 316, which took a weird roundabout route to easties so I only just got to work on time. I feel bready. I think i like masha better when she's not with other people, cos she tries to impress them with her coolness, and to her that means putting down uncool people. Which, when i'm around, means teasing me. Obviously it's all in good fun, but she goes overboard sometimes. The word "nerd" was used twice and the word "calculator" once - and that was just about stan! Imagine if she knew my school friends! This wouldn't be a problem if I was mean/assertive enough to tease her back, but it seems i can only manage it when i'm around other people I actually know and like. Which is weird. But she's nice when she's by herself. She actually managed to untangle my hair, too, which is no mean feat.
I'm planning out a really cool RP on NS. I never understood those people who spent like three hours on a post before, but now I do - it's all cool and complex and stuff :D
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