Saturday, February 9, 2013
E-Z
But when it happens it's usually a sweet night out.
Thanks guys :)
I think the sister fajitas at the flying fajita sister is the best deal evur. We ordered 2 sister fajitas (four types: steak, snapper, king prawns and chorizo) and white sangria. Ended up costing $30 pp. pretty good considering it was the glebe area.
NEXT STOP ALMUSTAFAS! I saw a belly dancer there last night and now I know I must dine in the presence of one!
Have a great weekend guys!! (Happy lunar new year to all my fellow azns harhar. The year of the snake - sounds so ominous!)
hollered by mishmashmosh at 10:12 AM 0 screams of joy
Thursday, February 7, 2013
when someone says sorry
So out of Frank Ocean's ocean of daily tweets, I found one relatively practical and less teen-drama-ish, and I took the liberty of retweeting it. This guy... seriously... tweets so much everyday. I find his melodramatic tweets bloody annoying, but I stay subscribed because every now and then, he comes up with a pretty good quote.
Such as "Sometimes we expect too much of others, just because we would be willing to do more for them".
I so understand right now.
Sometimes I do things for other people because I'm nice. I don't need recognition - sometimes I do it without them realising. It's just sad when they don't do the same for you.
I guess they're not nice enough.
:P
hollered by mishmashmosh at 12:45 AM 2 screams of joy
Is it really that important?
Yesterday 3 people asked me what my relationship status was. (wth so out of the blue)
I said I'm pretty much taken.
His name is Work and these past few weeks, I've been spending most of my time with him.
Breakfast, lunch and dinner almost everyday.
I've become his bitch.
I have to say... it's quite an abusive relationship. But I'll deal with it.
hollered by mishmashmosh at 12:13 AM 2 screams of joy
Sunday, February 3, 2013
the real introduction
When you meet your audit client for the first time, what you should really say is:
"Hi, I'm [insert name] from [accounting firm]. My team and I will be here to haunt you for the next [number] weeks. I know you have little time, but please know that we need to do our job also. Be prepared to know your stuff - because the questions that we ask may test you. Please do not get frustrated at these because this will raise our suspicion and might require us to dig deeper. Also, just as a disclaimer, you will probably have to replenish the coffee beans in your grinder and refill the cookie jar more often as they will be our main source of sustenance throughout the long nights. Thanks!"
Am I ready for another week of audit?
No.
But I'll deal with it.
But anyway, hi guys. Aside from my worker's depression and missing out on sleep, I think I'm dealing with life ok. Once uni starts, I'll be fine.
Final year of uni.
I'm going to try to live it up this year because I know I have to "grow up" afterwards.
But can I just say, it is so hard transitioning from work to uni and from uni to work. It's not just the timing or the workload. It's communicating with people.
At uni, people are so much more optimistic, naive and open minded. At work, they are the opposite. It's like they're people who've seen the light at the end of the tunnel - but only to realise that it's just a torch, with miles and miles of tunnel left to go...
In the week of work I have left, I hope I meet someone who has a more optimistic outlook on life. I hope no one tells me to quit again, because I know I'm too easily influenced.
So much stuff has been changing around all aspects of my life. I have a problem dealing with everything at once. So bear with me and all these venting posts. I'll try to make them entertaining or insightful.
Keyword: try.
ANYWAY, hope you all have a great week. Good luck to all the postgrad med folks who start tomorrow. BRIGHT 'n EARLY kiddos. Learn lots and save lives!!
hollered by mishmashmosh at 11:59 PM 3 screams of joy
Friday, February 1, 2013
Time stops not for belle
Hi all.
I need to vent even though its 2am and I just finished enrolling in stuff for K /uni.
I freakin hate ass kissing. And because of this, someone I don't think I'll make it that far in this job.
That is all.
hollered by mishmashmosh at 1:58 AM 1 screams of joy