Thirteen Itches Volume II: Art Nouveau

On the flipside, my friends and I are releasing Volume II of our shirts tomorrow so for all you Sydneysiders, if you've got some spare cash, some spare time and want some free food whilst you're at it, head on down to Langley St at Darlinghurst and enjoy a Day of Mayhem.
Do it. You won't regret it. 

Peace.
x

Wise Advice

Drinks tonight was interesting. Surprising and crazy too.
So many people stayed back tonight
I guess everyone needed tonight to chill out after the busy week we had.
That's what End of Financial Year (EOFY) does to you.
I know... I've experienced it a couple times now.

We finished all the alcohol - the place was dry! That NEVER happens. Every Monday after drinks, we always have a crate full of alcohol stashed in the fridge or under the sink lol
My playlist of songs wasn't heard over the loud laughs and chatter of everyone and we ended up playing You Tube clips from someone's computer instead. Fail. Oh well

Afterwards though, a girl from my team and I sneaked away from the boys at the pub and caught the train home together and she gave me some really good advice. She hit the nail on the head with all the things she was saying about that particular boy who've I've been so fond of lately. 

I admitted I was confused by his actions as of late.. and I really did just need some straight advice.

When she got off at her stop, I felt both happy and sad... just mulling over everything that she said. Wise advice, definitely. 

Guess I'll have to see what happens at the next EOFY party which is next Friday.. haha... gonna be messy. I was crazy enough to challenge a guy double my size to drink with me - toe to toe.

Wish me luck.
x
chauie 
'If you have something to say, you should say it right now' - Unthinkable (I'm Ready) Remix, Alicia Keys ftg Drake

The Middle (Wo)Man

I didn't deserve that tonight
The attitude you gave me
It was uncalled for
You're a great mate
But just coz she's pissing you off
Doesn't mean you should be taking it out on me
I got you the job
A paid job
She's the client
You're the consultant
Work together to make the both of you happy
I'm just the middle (wo)man
Don't blame the messenger
I didn't relay her attitude
Who I must say was pretty nice about it
Compared to the way you were
If you're in a bad mood, leave that shit at home
You've got me all worked up
And it isn't even worth it.

You tried to make it better
Smooth it out so to speak
When I was leaving
But did you notice?  
That I didn't give you a hug like I usually do
When we should have as an excuse to keep each other warm
Against the freezing cold winter weather
But we didn't
I didn't even hi-five you
I just stuck my palm up and said bye
Plain and simple

Let's hope you're in a better mood this weekend.
Now I know I won't get a good night's rest
Shaking my head
My body is exhausted
I haven't had a proper night's sleep in almost two weeks
And now from what just happened moments ago
My mind is awake and reeling


Grr...

Out.
chauie

Finished!

Hey yo

Sorry for the lack of posts lately. Was stressing out over my last week of study. Essays, exams, feature articles, presentations and a 3000-word report - all due over 10 days. If you were in my position, you'd be stressing out too!

Anyhow I'm back now :)
I finished my last class on Wednesday night and man, it felt good. I finally felt like I had achieved something. Granted, I still have another year to go considering I chose to continue with the Diploma, but I would still be content with finishing right now with the Certificate IV of Communications and Media.

I went to Uni back in the day but I dropped out. I was officially a "college drop-out" lol. That didn't matter to me. My parents were pretty peeved coz we spent so much money. But everything happens for a reason right? I mean it's not like my life spiralled out of control after that and I found myself doing nothing. I actually did have a little bit of a break but then I started applying for whatever job I could whereby a couple months later I found the job I'm currently at. That was almost 3 months ago. Crazy...

Anyhow... after realising my passion for writing was more than just writing for fun and actually wanting to write and get published, I applied for a short course with the Sydney Writer's Centre for 5 weeks. I didn't know how I'd feel being back in a classroom but because the class was mixed with different age groups, somehow it made it more comforting, merely for the thought that I wasn't the only mature-age person wanting to go back to study.

After that, I started looking into courses at other institutions. Funnily enough the first class for the Certificate was the week right after my short course finished. Talk about good timing.

I really feel like I've come a long way from the girl I was, say 5 years ago. My boss pointed it out to me a few months ago but I didn't take it in cause I didn't personally feel like I had reached that point yet. After that week of study though, I think I'm finally doing alright for myself. I hope I did as well this semester as I did last. Only time will tell now. Anxious!

Another surprising thing happened last weekend - in the midst of my stressing out, my best friend convinced me to come out to welcome home an old Uni mate - and I was able to catch up with a few people I hadn't seen in yonks. There was one friend, Tony, when I told him what I had been doing with my life since I saw him last - working, studying, and interning - he told me he was proud of me. That's something, isn't it?

Whenever you hear someone tell you they're proud of you for doing something that you don't think is a big deal it's pretty spesh. It kinda puts things in a fresh perspective. :)

I've also been doing some other thinking... This weekend I'm finally going to start letting go of my past. And the first step is to clean up my Facebook friend list. I can't believe I accepted "friend requests" from people who used to treat me like shit back in high-school and the days after "the best six years of your life" Bullshit!
They don't deserve my time nor do they need to know what I'm doing with my life - re: status updates.
If they really wanted to be my friends, they never would have used and abused me in the first place!

The thought crossed my mind the other day coz I saw a girl coming out of the train station near my workplace whom was part of the "popular" girls back in high-school. The girls bullied me for lots of reasons. One I'll share: the group consisted of eleven girls (me included) and one day decided they only wanted ten so they made up a rumour about me cheating in a major exam and decided they couldn't associate themselves with a cheater so they kicked me out. WTF?

What a load of shit.

By the way, that girl that I saw, she still looked like a bitch. Unapproachable and snobby.
I don't mind talking candidly about it coz it's the facts.

The reason for this sudden change? Not to sound corny, but I think my future is looking bright. Brighter than I could have ever predicted. Case in point: my editor at Acclaim magazine [the one I'm interning for] emailed me the other day and proposed a great opportunity! To write an article for the next issue!!! My dreams are finally coming true!

The catch? All I have to do is interview a Sydney hip hop duo called Horrowshow and basically chat to them, drink with them and take a few photos. She said that "it sounds a lot scarier than it is" haha

Let's hope I can do it. She's aiming to organise for the interview to happen next week! Woot woot!

On that feel-good note, I'm out.
Peace.
x
chauie
'It's a new dawn, It's a new day, It's a new life for me. And I'm feeling good' - Feeling Good, Muse

Throwback: 'It'

This is a piece I wrote during my years of Uni.. when I was still working at the family business (which is now mine). Sometimes I hate knowing Vietnamese but not being able to speak it (properly). There were so many times when I was working at that store, when I would have loved to throw back a smart or witty comment. Unfortunately, I didn't know or understand the correct context of certain words and so all I could do was sit there and listen.

Like this moment, back in August, 2006.
It sucks to realise that I still feel the same way now (sometimes) like the way I felt that night after the following happened:

"something happened today whilst working at the shop.
now i've never
really talked about this aloud but i guess after what happened earlier tonight
and all the emotions ive been feeling for the past few hours, i think it's time.
i shouldnt even be writing this blog entry
i should be doing / finishing
my uni work but i just gotta get this off my chest
so here goes:
everytime the story gets told about how
it happened, i just have that certain urge to cry.
i worked
at the shop tonight and an old friend of my mum's who knows the story came up to
me and asked to touch that part of my face.
there was a fellow customer
there standing on the side looking over at us with the expression 'wtf?' so my
mum's friend told this stranger the story.
all i could do was stand there
and listen to it being retold
she also mentioned that every time she sees
me, she yells at my mum for being so careless but it wasnt her fault.
even though i was way too young to know
anything, i was the stupid one.
it was my fault
and now,
because of my stupidity, i get looks and questions thrown my way about IT.
IT SUX - I WISH IT HAD NEVER HAPPENED BUT IT DID
AND UNFORTUNATELY I CANT CHANGE IT. "

There have been a lot of muddled thoughts in my head today. Though I really should be getting a wriggle on with my marketing assessment, I've spent the entire day thinking about me and what I truly want.
My life and what I want from it, specifically with work, family, writing...

x
chauie