hey guys =)

long time no post, eh? for shame, cobbas. bang bang.

how awesome was thao's 21st party! good times people. me and cam got there pretty early, so i filled up on cc's specialty made sushi. i must commend him on his sushi making ability! good effort, mr wong. i did mention to him, that i got drunk and/or sick the previous night, and was definately not up to history repeating itself. i think he responded by saying, "sure sure, let's drink up". haha.

cc, make sure you make haste with posting up pictures of nudie. i have never seen her face so red. that was solid entertainment. i was pretty busy taking care of nudie and laughing at her being drunk, however next thing i know, the tables have turned, and nud's hell sobered up and i'm the one being rushed to the sink. how awkward.

highlights of the night:

- cc's little striptease, his slightly disconcerning possessiveness over the stereo with screams of "don't touch it, don't touch it",
- nud's tomato in mouth antics,
- everybody offering cam an alcoholic beverage,
- and our little soiree in the middle of the garage.

i gotta say, thao has a lovely house, and the party was set-up so well. her garage looked classier than most clubs! coughs *metros*

i felt pretty damn sick after the drinking, to be honest. my dad took me to sizzler the next day for lunch. he commented that sizzler had gone downhill, because there was hardly any prawns in their "prawn salad", they were miserable with their parmesan cheese, and that they didn't offer any nuts to compliment the ice-cream. didn't stop him from stuffing his face though.

anywho, i best be off. i gotta work tonight and there's a couch in front of the tv with my name on it. =)

hey hey guys =)

it's so nice to have a whole weekend off. it's brilliant man. last night i wanted to have a bit of an easy one, so cc, dan and i hit nando's and the movies. after much persuasion (and the fact that we missed the devil wears prada) we went to see 'the departed'. to be honest, i wasn't particularly keen on this alleged departed, so i thought if i'm to watch this movie, i might as well indulge in a little movie luxury with popcorn and frozen coke. apparently it's bad to have fizzy drinks when you've got a cough, at least that's what cc told me. did you guys know this?!

whatever. cc's not my mother, i had the frozen coke anyway.

however, i was quite pleasantly surprised with the movie. it was quite entertaining. i'm not that sure that all the violence and profanity was completely necessary to the plot, although it did leave cc saying that the movie was "sick sick" and he kept on making gun shooting noises and pointing his fingers in the shape of a gun to me after the movie, all the way back to the car. i personally had to go home with my car doors locked and watch comedies til i fell asleep on the couch. how awkward.

anyway, who wants to go watch the devil wears prada with me?! hmm???

crap...gotta go get ready to be at caz's house to go eat noodles. yay.

ANDREA ETA = stated ETA + 30 mins +/- an hr =(

hey kiddies =)

well i guess i better start off by saying a big yay to nudie and den! it's about time, just quietly. lol. nah, you guys are awesome, and it's nice to see denny *whipped* so soon. good job nud! hahahaha. i'm so kidding. *winks at nud*

anywho, nothing much to report on my front. i've had training all week for roulette, so i'm pretty happy to get away from the punters. so far i really like the game, it's good fun, but the maths is full on. but the real beauty is the fact i've been working 10am-6pm. it's awesome guys! you don't realise how good you've got it working normal hours until you have to work shit hours. how crazy tho. i miss dealing black jack. i'll never admit it to anyone at work, cos i always pay out people for saying they like work, dismissing them simply as "croup nerds". for shame, andrea. i may be turning into one of said nerds.

but enough talk of lame-o work. finally managed to update my little white i-poo *gazes at it adoringly* and downloaded some pretty good song-o-roonies. current faves have to be 'angel' by pharrel, 'that girl' by marques houston, 'we ride' by rihanna, and 'can't nobody hold me down' by mase and diddy. download them illegally if you have the chance. to respond to cc's love of 80's music, might i suggest a little 'dangerous' by roxette, 'private dancer' by tina turner, and 'desperado' by the eagles. i can't go past phil collins either. sad i know, but that phil, boy he gets me every time. and i recently downloaded some oldies but goodies such as 'nobody knows it but me' and 'hard to say i'm sorry'.

til next time, gotta get ready for churchy. x

hey hey guys =)

actually just arose from my deep slumber. i knocked off 12 hours, i tell you what nearly verging the 13 mark. solid effort. i give myself props. so what better way to start the day then to eat a hj's burger (mmm healthy) and update to my beloved lj. oh boy i have been neglecting you...*strokes the screen lovingly*

in response to nudie's comment about songs making her peaceful, i have to say bon jovi's always is a classic. i love driving down the freeway and singing my heart out. how embarrassing nud. but i have to say whenever i'm feeling down, i don't know why, i gotta listen to wayne wonder's 'no letting go' or perhaps a little 'suga suga' by baby bash. do you know what song is good to listen to whilst you are posting? that 'crazy' song. you know!!! "who do you, who do you, think i am??! blah blah blah, i think you're CRRAAAAZZZZYYYYY...." LOVE IT!!!

hey denny and cc, guess what i just heard a reference to in the radio mazda ad??? they were talking about JACOB'S LADDER!!! you know after wednesday, i fully appreciated hard-core exercisers. what keeps them motivated i'll never know. in actual fact, when i was going down jacob's ladder, i was unaware that i was actually on said ladder. i thought it was just a awfully long staircase leading to the actual spiral white staircase that i've vaguely remembered seeing at kings park. so when i was pretty much all the way down, bar one flight of stairs, i saw cc coming back up and no white magical spriral staircase in the distance and needless to say the penny dropped. i felt a little jipped. haha, cc you gave me an encouraging look as if to say, "keep at it", and i nodded enthusiastically back and said, "you guys go ahead, i'll meet you up there"...gee, i had no intention of going down that last flight of stairs. i gave it a few minutes and then carried on back up the ladder. you needn't say it. i know, how shame.

did you know my calves hurt until saturday?! we have these stairs at work that lead up to the main gaming floor, that is pretty much single file only, and we have to go up and down them about 8 times during a work day, on the way to the cafe for our break. considering our break is only fifteen minutes, and every minute is precious...i was certainly holding up the queue like a spanner in the works, with my grandma limp-age. people actually asked "what's wrong with you?!" as they were desperately trying to bypass me as we were going down the stairs. man, people can be brutal. but still, the ladder, good times. solid effort.

i pretty much had one of the best weeks for quite some time. mostly due in part to the fact i only worked 2 days last week. how good was the grand final!!! DEFINATELY worth me calling in sick for...i couldn't have missed that great game. it was strange how we we're all watching the game at thao's house, and it was full of asians screaming at the tv, whilst eating kfc and pizza and knocking back a couple beers. or in cc's case 10. how un-fobby. i loved it. what a great atmosphere. turns out nudie had about a can of bourbon and cola, and had to go to tracy's house after the game to work on her assignment. a little birdy tells me that nud was still drunk when she got there. lol.

ended up going to *secret* asia cocktail on friday night with some asian work mates. i must admit, despite the hefty $25 price tag, i actually had a good time. i know it sounds like i got jipped, but i just reasoned that since the entry entitled us to two free drinks, i pretended i was just paying onxy drink prices, averaged out to $12.50 per drink, and i got my money's worth...right guys?! anywho, it was a good night and i didn't get shot at/or stabbed, so i'd say it was a success. well it was at metros, wasn't it? =)

saturday night was awesome! everyone's spirits were at an all time high and we hit niche first. then headed off to onyx with bec, natlee, thao and annie. it was too funny! bec was the only white chick, hence "egg"! (yellow on the inside, white on the outside) she loved it!!!

on sunday i had to work. and let me tell you, that was hard. that's all i'll say.

on monday we went to the royal show. what a massive team effort from everyone. why am i always a sucker for the 20 cent machines?! i guess i'm always hanging out for the hope of hitting the big payout. should have cashed in whilst i had the chance. =( i tell ya, whilst i was playing, it was a taste of the good life. gambling at it's most basic. thank goodness i work at the casino, otherwise i would owe it a house by now.

was soooo tempted to buy the hello kitty bag for adam. FINE!!! i wanted to buy it for myself, but couldn't justify $20 for some random paraphenalia shamelessly emblazoned with the hello kitty logo. so i settled for the magazine showbag with vouchers for stuff i'll never use in it. good buy indeed. cammie and daryn went showbag crazy and bought every single showbag available. boy was i jealous of dazza's magnetic dart board!!!

to tell you the truth, i'm not much of a ride person, or a game person, or a showbag person...why did i go, you ask?! just for the sheer company of the team and/or the 20 cent machines. me and cc actually went on the mega drop! what a thrill. i gotta say, the default clause being written in chinese was not a major convincer. it would have to be a combination of thao and denny's peer pressure. but i'm glad we soldiered on and conquered the megadrop. even if it was with our eyes closed and screaming like little girls.

the game that i really wanted to play was the fishing game that cynthia played. but i feared i would seem outta place with the under 5 kids. i ended up playing the string game. i mean c'mon, EVERYONE GETS A PRIZE. i bought three pulls, and nud pulled marbles, i pulled this stupid teddy thing, and natlee pulled the prize that i actually wanted the most...a TORCH complete with batteries. awesome. i am serious. i gave that stoopid bear to nudie.

the only reason i'm glad that the long weekend is over, is that now it's not double demerits and the roads can finally go back to being safe. i swear, why is it that people must go waaaay below the speed limit just because of double demerits??? i know, i'm only playing around with 5 left, and a big boo boo could leave me license-less, but still! i was driving down the freeway and suddenly a bunch of cars just broke 20km/hr, down to 80km/hr. i was looking around thinking, 'where's the fire?' but there was no cause for such sudden brake-age. bloody sunday drivers.

just got an invitation for a 21st in the mail. it's for brielle's. should be a lotta fun, however i did notice that she put, "please no presents, your company is enough" on the bottom. my brother instantly picked this up, and commented, "andrea's company is enough?!?! brielle's a sucker!!!" lol. what a little shit =)

so there i shalt leave my post-age. thanks for the great week people...=)

p.s. i heart ben cousins, chris judd and adam hunter! CARN THE EAGLES = PREMIERS!!!

you know i have not posted or checked lj in so long, that the default website comes up when i type in the url, instead of me being logged in automatically. how sad are these times.

i hate to say nothing is new with me. not much to update. if only i had some boy trouble or drama of the day that i could whinge about. my brother kev is learning to drive though. quite exciting. he went out the other day for the first time in an automatic, just driving around darch suburbia, when the wheel got away from him a little and he drove up the curb, and got bogged in the sand of an empty block. har har. i think he may fall symptom of the 'asian driver' disease. my dad's already filling out insurance forms.

so i took him out the other night for a bit of a spin, cos i figure, it must just be my mother's bad teaching. and i was pleasantly surprised. i promised my mum i'd stick to the streets around my house, but i felt that a main road was calling out to my brother. so i directed him through gnagara, wanneroo, hepburn and alexander. those are the main four in our immediate area. in actual fact, they are famous roads, because they are always mentioned on the radio as either being "back to back", or "bumper to bumper", or for their tendency to have multinovas. he did quite well considering it was only his third time on the roads, and he actually got my mum's astra up to 70km/hr. that's 10km/hr faster than my mum's ever driven that bad boy. well, nevermind.

i feel like most of my days are eventless. is that the correct term? i'm looking for the opposite of eventful. yes, they are shithouse cos of friggin work. i had a lady punter, asian of course, because that is a minimum requirement for entry at the casino, who was an absolute dickhead. she kept on trying to control the game that all the other punters played, and yelled and banged the table for me to 'deal' before anybody else could join in and open another box on blackjack.

when some poor schmo actually did open two boxes, she yelled when the cards where drawn and it appeared that alas, she had no perfect pair, she called him a "fucking greedy bastard" to which i said, "he can play however many boxes he wants, and if i recall correctly, you were playing three, so that's the pot calling the kettle a little black". needless to say, she didn't like my attitude, and called my dealing, shit. so i went and dobbed on her to the pit boss like a whiny little girl that i am, and refused to deal with her on the table. yeah, i showed her. mer. nobody calls my dealing shit. only i can. and i will. pfft.

can somebody else post? preferably somebody who is pregnant. or cc. ha ha.

well. i made a declaration last friday that i would re-enter the world of blogging, and dammit i'm gonna stick to it. well, at least until i run outta things to say. yes that's fair.

i kinda feel depressed. don't you just hate it when you get into one of those moods where you just can't help but contemplate. i'd much rather stuff my mind with useless television, but i'm just not in the mood for that...blasphemy, i know. i was thinking about all the things that have happened in the past. how it seems so far away. i mean, just think about what you were doing approximately a year ago. how you felt. who you were with. whether you were happy.

a year ago i was with robbie. i was semi-happy. it was up and down. incredibly happy when i was with him. not so much when i wasn't. and now? i don't even know what country the bugger is in. who knows if i'll ever speak to him again, let alone see him again.

and now i feel like i'm going through the same thing with him. i know it's not the same situation, but the end result is the same. essentially, they don't want to be with me, so why can't i accept that? and the way it's making me feel is the same. i'm questioning what is wrong with me, when in fact, deep down, i know that it's not me. OR IS IT?!?!? lol. i just can't take myself seriously.

anywho, i've gone back to day shift at work. so i feel much more normal. working the graveyard shift can really stuff around with your body clock. i'm also going to melbourne on thursday morning. a week of gambling and shopping awaits. what a healthy-non-addictive combination.

i finally had a day off today. i planned to visit my good friend, the shops, in order to make a considerable dent in my newly acquired fat bank balance. ah yes, the joys of pay day. i wandered around the city to no avail. however, i'm not a total loser cos i managed to buy quite a few things in the end, but it was not nearly so heart pounding terrific as i had dreamed it would be. what a dissapointment.

i did my first overtime shift at work last monday. i worked from midday to half past midnight. it really takes it outta ya. i take my hat off to my cousin who can rack up close to 16 hour shifts. respect.

oh, and guess who so happened to sit down to have a punt at my caribbean stud table...the incredibly D-grade celebrity HOT DOGS from last year's big brother. i only barely recognised him, and he's MUCH better looking in person than on tv. to be honest, i thought he was a bit of a tosser when i saw him on tv, however he's really quite pleasant. and he won $25 whole dollars at my table. ah, bless him. my first celebrity punter. awesome.

i don't think the regular punters like me very much. they whisper among themselves when i come to the table that i'm "a very strong dealer", with many tsk tsk's, and there's this one guy who refuses to play when i deal because he's lost so much money to me. haha. and i have another regular that always comments to my supervisor at the time that i'm a very good dealer with a lot of sleazy innuendo. i think he's in love with me, the poor bastard.

anywho, i'm off to wash the hair dye out of my hair. i'm dyeing it black. it's original bloody colour. i'm such a chump.

i can't wait for some instant travel portal to be invented. that way, i wouldn't have to spend the better part of my day commuting. just think about the amount of time that you waste per day, just travelling to and from places you have to be...then add another 4 or 5 suburbs to travel through, and that's my day. i could probably spawn and raise an entire evil nation, in the same time it takes me to travel to and from friggin darch. grr.

and i know i should resist the temptation to bitch about people from work, but sometimes my friends, they leave me no choice. this chick at work, i really don't know her name, so let's call her say...BLONDE SLUT. i hope no-one takes offence, because i have absolutely nothing against blondes, some of my closest friends are blonde and even my mother is a yellow blonde...and you know, i don't even have anything against sluts, except that they are probably making the world more STD prone...but that's a different issue. anywho, yes, the blonde slut. i was on my beloved money wheel, and it was all happening. grannies were throwing me money left right and centre. sometimes when there is that many people, we have to give the punters a specific colour of chip, so to distinguish which bet is theirs. all my 6 or 7 colours were taken. and this lady wanted another colour. so the inspector sorted it out and give her a certain colour. turns out, two people ended up playing with the same colour chips. so the next inspector comes, cos the other went on his break. the two ladies start fighting over the same burgandy coloured chips, and the other dealer on the other side of the wheel says loudly to the new inspector, "oh my gosh, look what SHE did. SHE went and gave two people the same colour!"

now, i know that doesn't sound like alot. but you had to have heard the tone. and the look she gave me. from then on, she kept on making the same sort of snide remarks to the inspector about every little thing i did wrong. "oh, she shouldn't even be doing that in the first place", "oh, she gave two people the same colour, AGAIN". bitch, moan. bitch, moan.

aaaaargh. i wanted to smack that perky blonde hair right OFF HER STUPID HEAD.

i saw her in the bathroom during our break, and our eyes met in the mirror, so i chanelled all my ancestry of asian-ess, and attempted to pull the biggest squinted eyed death stare i could possibly muster. then i washed my hands, and then shook them all out in front of me so she got slightly wet, and then got the hell outta there.

but apart from her, most people at work are really quite pleasant.

i told my friend steffy about her, then i said "it's fine. i'll just have a bitch about her on my blog".
to which he said, "your what?"
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT A BLOG IS?! it's my online website".
to which he shakes his head and comforts me, "you know andrea, you don't need to go to some online dating site to find a man".

lol. what a funny bugger.

apparently yesterday was alleged "cycle instead" day. i can only assume they mean cycle instead of driving...i guess the ace who thought of the name wanted to be evasive. but i wonder what the purpose of that day was. promoting exercise? saving petrol perhaps? because if the purpose of the day was to promote the save-age of petrol, i would have to say, i for one think it was a very stupid day indeed. mostly because it resulted in closing off freeway south for the morning.

i actually remember reading a sign on the freeway saying, "Freeway South Closed, Sunday March 19". i made a mental note in my head when i saw this, but dismissed it when i realised that i never use the freeway on a sunday. i also suppressed a stupid smirk at all the other sunday drivers' misfortune.

little did i know, that i would end up running like a little baby back to the freeway last sunday. sunday the bloody 19th, of all sundays. the prior warning completely slipped my mind, until i saw the barricades and the police deterring vehicles. so...i took it in my stride and followed the "DETOUR" sign down to marmion ave. apparently, we are supposed to just miraculously know what the exact pathway of the Detour is. as it turns out, that day i had chosen to leave my map book at home, as well as my mobile.

so the detour looked a bit like i was up shit's creek without a paddle.

45 minutes later, i reached the city after passing through the majority of northern suburbs. i daresay me, and a couple unfortunate others, used up double the amount of petrol that the "cyclers" saved that day.

...for the month of march, to make a post every day. why you ask? no reason besides the fact that i'm bored. plus i'd like to think that i'd be reaching new heights of online sadness.

went to shaun and maxie's house last night to watch 'four brothers'. it was pretty entertaining...starring none other than mark wahlberg and his abs, alias 'marky mark'. i must admit, he looked pretty good in THOSE calvin klein billboards. it also had andre 3000 from outkast in it, and some other token 'white boy', and another token 'black guy', to make up the other 2 brothers.

not only did it have an awesome soundtrack, with lil jon's random shouts of "what!", "yeah!", "shit", but it also had some good dialogue, which allowed me to brush up on some homie speak.

for example, "this shit is wack", "oh no you didn't", "man, i ain't gotta tell you nothin", "why you gotta be runnin yo mouth like that", and my personal favourite, "nigga please".

speaking of indigenous peoples, i saw on 60 minutes or some other crappy show like that, a piece on the aboriginal people of australia winning their rights to some land back. of course, they had to show pauline hanson having her two cents worth, talking about reverse racism or something equally lame. who even listens to her anymore? she's just some lame excuse for an Australian, that's a bloody downright racist, mate. i can't stand the mole.

wow, that really got me worked up for a second.