hatefueled

Well, im ready to pack my bags or get trapped in a cupboard…
this week, i had a lecturer down my throat about getting to classes on time, getting the work done yesterday, etc,
I went through the stress of reformatting this piece of junk and then reinstalling things. tried to fix the monitor brightness and now i’ve broken something in it cos web sites are now weird. like the text is huge and the layouts are weird… then we had to go to freemantle to see some shows for history, and i managed to loose my bank card between the museum and one of the art galleries somewhere. (been to the bank, they’ve canceled it and are sending a new one). and just when i think “thank chocolate, its a Friday arvo, i can crawl into my den and chill out” . no. Bart comes home and notices his tobacco is gone, makes the assumption it was me, hiding his death herbs again, then while searching he notices his camera isn’t in it’s dock and assumes i didn’t return it after using it the night before, so i get up to start helping look for these while he starts getting worries someone may have actually bothered to break in just to take his tobacco… then we notice the kitchen window. they have… then notice the mess on bart’s bed side table. they took the hundred buck old mobile that was sitting next to the five hundred buck electric razor is gone… so they were defiantly just taking smaller items (the razor is twice the size of the mobile). thats when i spot my bed side table. they’d taken my jewelry box. Most of its contents were cheep cool stuff but there was also a jade necklace my aunt gave me, and then the chunky old fashioned ‘necklace’ (never wore it but it’s the only think i have of grandma’s, when she decided she wasn’t going to last another xmas, she gave us all something from her jewelry box. she was right.) Everything else i could handle being gone. it was all replaceable. but not grandma’s necklace .
So they took both our digital cameras, the DS game boy that was in the back room, my jewelry box, barts mobile… bastards. we’re pretty sure it was kids. I called mum first, crying and freaking out as ya do, dad picked up the phone too and said he’d be right over, and hug up, i kept talking to mum then realized his hanging up hung up bothe lines. damn him, and on top of that my whiny accented voice sounded like Danielle’s so he went there. mum called back giggling about that and asked if i rang… confusing, i had to think, “um, yeah i did, didn’t i?” ...anyway dad eventually got round n gave me a hug n helped me chill out n call the cops who came round the next day pretty much to say theres nothing they could do, they couldn’t find any clear prints or anything.
I’‘ve tried n draw grandma’s necklace without a reference and hope to find it in a cashies somewhere in perth.
we’re also gonna get insurance. dad recommends ‘Alliance’ O.o obviously doesn’t know im Horde!
oh yeah. A phone call i got on Saturday. damn landlordess wasn’t happy with the ‘state’ of my place when she last inspected and wants to see it again in a few weeks, the Monday after the public holiday on the 3rd…
i had a good mind to tell her the factors of life here that i wasnt happy with, ilike landlords knockin on the door uninvited and making demands, like the lack of electricity flowing through the dining room and studio, like having to answer a billion rude and unnecessary questions from her lil daughters! like not haveing decent locks on every damn window!
REFRAIN ME! FOR SOMEONE MUST FEEL MY WRATH BEFORE I EXPLODE!
oh oh oh and when we went to freeo we went to a big gallery thing with amazing work in it and the gallery director like creature said she’s seen some of my work before and really liked my metal frog which is currently on display at the junction art gallery, ‘N’ block midland tafe campus! :D that’s a thought. i should put the poster i made for that up..
although i asked them to add the logos for tafe, the gallery and the government that pays tafe or whatever along the bottom and they ignored me and printed it without the logos. now there posters all over tafe without the logos…unfinished… twitch