Abducted

I’m kind of… over it.  This stage I go through every so often where nothing online does much for me anymore.  I think it was those few weeks I had without net and how much fun I had without even going online, that I’m being reminded of.  Facebook’s boring, I’ve had the thoughts again of deleting everything, but it just sucks that’s where most of the events are posted these days!  Always an excuse, I tell myself.  People online on msn either just aren’t there or don’t feel like talking (not just them but me too, i think).  It’s just… boring.  Everything’s boring, every site.  This one I rarely ever get bored of though.  I can always write something here.

I think facebook’s becoming too dominating.  And as a dominator myself, I’m having issues with that 😛  The fact that so many people are using facebook as basically their lives outside of work and study, is really troubling for me, and I don’t wanna be like that.

I’ve gone through the process (quite a few times) of hiding all of my photos on facebook from all of my ‘friends’.  I have 770 something friends on facebook.  Real like, oh I dunno, got even 5 percent of that!  It’s dumb really.  All these people being able to see most of my photos and info, even though the majority can’t see everything as they are on limited profile.  Only those I truly know can see everything.  But even with that, I’m kinda a bit over it.  Why should people see anything?

It’s interesting when someone you know quits facebook.  I think he’s quit online altogether.  I dunno where he is or what’s happened to him.  Even SMS’d him one day to no reply, but that’s nothing unusual.  It’s errily creepy that there’s no sign of him.  He could be dead for all I know.  I guess he just gave it all up.  Quit facebook, msn, everything online – and maybe he’s out feeding the ducks and reading a book.  I haven’t even seen him out clubbing, and he used to practically live there.  Maybe he moved?  Who knows?  i asked a mutual friend if he’d heard from him, but no, he hadn’t either.  I keep telling myself he’ll pop up somewhere.  A few of my friends have done that.  An ex-housemate disappeared for about 3 years and one night I saw him out, amazed he was there.  He explained that he’d gotten a boyfriend during that time, but since they’d broken up, he was being himself and getting out again.  I find it amazing that another person can make someone change SO dramatically.  The person i thought I knew, suddenly like a zombie, under the spell of another.  The spell of love?  The illusion of love?  Whatever it is, it’s not nice.  It almost feels like they’ve been abducted, and all I wanna know is if they are okay, and also, if we are still friends.  It just goes to show, in my experience, that when some people get into a relationship, everything is about this other person, and everyone who was in that person’s life no longer applies.  I never wanna be like that.  I guess some people really latch onto something when they feel it is "IT".  "The One"  "Mr or Mrs Right".  Maybe that’s what’s happened to this ‘friend’ of mine.  Or maybe he just fell into a bottomless pit.

I doubt I’ll delete my photos off facebook, because so many of them are linked to picture entries on here, and in years time when I look back, if I remove them, the pictures will also be gone.  I guess that sucks in some way.  So a lot are just privatized so that only I can see them, unless I link them here because then my readers can see.  I haven’t been out to take photos in such a long time, so it’s been a while between picture entries on here for me.  Maybe one day.  Just really haven’t been arsed.  occasionalyl I’ll take one with my phone if I like something good enough for a shot, but it’s always crappy quality.  Then I gotta bluetooth them to here.  I’ve emailed to myself before, that works too, but then to put them on here, I gotta upload to a site and link from that.  I you guys have a lot more patience than me.

Apparently there was a cabbie strike at the airport last night.  All the Indian cabbies just left their vehicles stranded in the city and at the airport, blocking off roads and entrances.  What caused this (from what I heard at work) was an Indian driver was arrested by a cop because he refused to follow orders.  So in protest, all the Indian cabbies (which, lets face it, is pretty much all of them these days) walked off the job.  The towies were REALLY busy last night, towing cars left right and centre.  Whenever I need to catch a cab, I’ll look at everyone in the line.  If there is an Indian driver, I won’t get in it like I used to.  Call me racist, but after having worked where I work, and seeing how RUDE some of them are, and how badly they treat people, I prefer my money to go to an Aussie driver thank-you.  A lot of Indian taxi drivers will take you the ‘long way’ just to get extra money.  Not only that, I see how fed-up my Aussie regular cabbies at work get with the Indians.  They take all of their work away from them.  They say 5 – 10 years ago, being a cabbie was a pretty good living.  These days, they struggle.  They do.  People on the dole would probably earn more.  Not only that, they are pulling 16-hour shifts at a time.  Haha, look at me, whoever thought I’d be sticking up for cabbies?

I went to gym the past two days.  I thought about going again today, but didn’t.  I’m proud of myself for working out so hard – such a good feeling.  I can still feel the tension in my shoulders, and the will to want to go back again.  I’ve done 3 shifts, but still have 3 to go.  I can get through these.  Looking forward to gymming it up after work.  One of my workmates praises me for going to gym after an 8 hour shift at 5am in the morning – that’s nice of her 🙂  Work wouldn’t be the same if she wasn’t there.

I gotta go to sleep soon.  I’m expecting to be woken up with a phone call from my manager because she’s rostered me on for this Sunday, when I leave for Sydney this Saturday, so therefore can’t work it!  I was so annoyed because I applied for holidays well over a month ago now, for this week off.  I don’t know if I’m rosted on after Sunday yet, but I wouldn’t wanna be.  So I left her a note saying I applied for it off and that I leave on Saturday, and the day I get back I can work that night if she wants me to.  I figure it’s fair, it doesn’t put her out too much.  But when I went searching through the staff leave folder, i couldn’t find my application, which means, therefore, that she has lost it 🙁  So, I’m noe expecting a call from her sometime today (which will be whilst I’m sleeping because it always is with her lol) arguing my week off.  C’mon, I’ve been there like 6 months or more now, and I’m casual, I should be able to take a week off.  I’m looking forward to catching up with Willy down there again, but other than that i reckon I’ll be bored.  I still haven’t evenbooked accommodation yet.  I guess I’ll wait until I’m sure I’ve got the week off before I do that, as if I don’t, I’ll have already forfeited the flight costs grrr.  God I wish they were more organised with those sorts of things, but they never are.  My workmates are gunna put in a good word for me, and we have some new staff who should be able to do the shifts.  I’d like to negotiate with the fact I’ve done SO many weekends in a row for them, but I’m sure it won’t work like that.  In my head, I’ve decided I’m going anyway, whether they like it or not.  Even though after the first day I’ll be bored, probably lol.  I’ve been to Sydney a few times, it’s not that thrilling for me.  Give me my hometown or Melbourne anyday.  Why am I going to Sydney again?  Oh yeah, to think about moving there?  Why?  Ah well, just have fun with it 🙂  See where this trip takes me.