So… it’s been like a month since i have been here at school. it’s not a bad place nor i guess was it meant to be.

it does take a little getting used to though, especially since the physical lay out of the school itself is far from similar to ANU. The time period that the school runs too is fairly different. so while everyone is having holidays now, i have barely started with the term, that is part of the trimester.

i wish i can go home at times. i am tired of these classes, i am tired of doing things that seems senseless to me, that doesn’t seem like part of my course. particularly maths.

and then now i have this dumb professional communications course, where the lecturer keeps on picking on me. and i am seriously too mentally drained to bother with him or come up with any answers or similar stuff for him anymore.

i just… don’t want to attend his class or maths class anymore.

but i have to.

sucks eh.

i don’t mean to dislike classes, and i know no matter how much i may hate any class i have to attend them. but i am hitting a limit, and i fear i might just decide not to go to school entirely. one thing great about university of canberra though, is that my classes are small, and so people in your class tend to notice when u r not in and they start enquiring.

so i am more or less coerced to come to class anyways

the last few days were a mad rush of preparing for jake’s arrival, working and rushing to level 71 in lineage 2 and playing counter strike.

i have pretty much cleaned up enough of my room to make a difference, but it does leave much to be desired o.o the business prior to these 2 weeks practically left my room looking like a tornado. there’s like, clothes on the floor, notes on the floor, hair on the floor (yes i SHED HAIR OMG!), books on the floor and even chocolate wrappers. i have not suddenly turned into a chewbacca, but time basically did not allow me time to clean things up.

and i am usually rushing from one place to another anyways. so things have to be taken out of the bag in a hurry and thus… everything goes to the floor =/

work went stupid on saturday night though, for various reasons.

1) there were so many sittings that night, nobody gave me time to breathe. it’s not wrong, infact it’s good. what’s shocking was, my “important” sales were not going, which for such a busy night was a surprising thing,

2) furthermore, on that night, there were too much plates and stuff for me to clean up properly. my entire section went to the shits after the first 1 and a half sittings, and when i was trying to make coffee for 3 tables worth of people, chewbacca decided to make me clear and set for a 6 sitter.

luckily for me, one of my colleagues is a coffee making enthusiast. and she actually asked me if i needed any coffee made while i was mid way through clearing and setting the 6 sitter. and all was well, if only for a while.

3) the screaming babies – surely i do not need to elaborate more on this!

the only good things that made my night on saturday though –

1) friends. and more friends. everyone came in for dinner and said their byes before the holidays. T_T i was so touched.

2) the MALE STRIPPER -

it was one of the customer’s hen’s night on saturday. they had a pink party and a scavenger hunt. and the final thing that happened for the night, would be the penis cake and the male stripper.

the penis cake, to start off with, was GREEN. like yoda’s penis immortalised.

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Then the male stripper arrived, heavily dressed in a fire fighter suit. we were told that we were NOT welcome to watch it though, them customers were shy about their hen night.

so doors were closed to the special guest room, and then the male stripper did his strip tease to the music of baby boy by beyonce knowles.

and then, commenced the peaking sessions by staff and other customers alike.

the front door had the door knob missing you see, so there was a huge hole that peaks right into where the male stripper was dancing. on the other hand, the pass which was beside the room had mini peak holes that looks into the room, both by chance and by deliberate preparation. the room is made from planks, so there were obvious gaps. some gaps were blocked up, others were not so we could see how the customers was going in their meals.

of course when the strip teaser was going on, there was no meal to check on, so i feasted my eyes.

initially, it was damn boring. his fire fighter suit was permanently on for a good 20 mins or so.

oh and then… he started stripping.

he isn’t a looker, and he doesn’t have that great a physique enough to be a model or a body builder or anything along that line. but he was tan, and he had a nice ass. and the black g string cloing tightly to his huge arse balls.

man. my virgin strip tease show, and it had to be between the cracks of planks.

then i went home.

my trainer saw that all i had any attention for, was the male stripper. so fine, they sent me home for the night before things go dumb

that was still fun though.

gaming got funner too. people finally realised, OMG!!! ANI DIDN’T QUIT AND SOLD HER ACCOUNT!!

and i started getting invitations to various vents. some people are still cautious though, but i must say, i enjoy talking to the various people all over again. i kinda miss old kain, and the more peaceful kain that i know. but this isn’t too bad either.

some people opened up neutral vents so everyone could have a chat or i could have a chat with them…

in the mean time i hit 71.

and yay… 4 more levels to go more picts soon….