redbull gives you wings…

all i ever heard when i said i was going to the redbull air race was “are you serious? you want to see some stupid plane fly around?” or “its going to be cramped, you’re going to get burnt and you probably wont get to see any thing anyway” actually, come to think of it only my manager said that when she tried to convince me that the race would be a waste of my life and why don’t i work instead? well, you know what…it was awsome! the planes were great the atmosphere was incredible and the crowd was tremendous. we left like like nearly 3 hours before the race and it was already really packed. we ended up standing any way but we were still really close to the action.

apart from the slutty chick who was sitting in front of me that was practicaly wearing underwear, and the guy next to me who’s beard was making my mouth itchy just from looking at it and not to mention the european guys talking in a different languages behind me (probably about me, i swear they were making fun out of me) the crowd around me wasn’t that bad.there was a lovley display of familys and couples and al those nice things we aussies are stereotyped for (mateship ect.) there was no-one having sex, no-one excess drinking, no riots or anything. just families havn picnics with other families and playing a game of cricket or frisbee here and there and just out to have a good time.

i had a great time, seeing the planes and reading about the pilots. the race was great and i’d definetly go again (if they have it here again). well done to the pilots and the organisers and civillians who put their rubbish in the bin. i didn’t see that much rubbish at all!

love anushka xoxox

   

All the small things…

it happens to people every day, it stalks everyone at some point in their life and it most certainly choses its targets at random. yes ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the tragic world of stress… sigh, i hate work, i’ll admit it but im not about to bum around and live off the dole (though legaly i cant seeing as i am not even 16), if my papents quit their jobs js coz they couldn’t be botherd any more..where would we be today? any way, this guy orderd a burger minus the onion and comes back in ranting and raving about it as if we were trying to kill him. honestly he looked like one of those toddlers that sit on the ground in the middle of the shops, bawling their eyes out, when they don’t get what they want. okay, maybe it was the store’s fault but couldn’t he have taken them out himself? we had just served nearly 5 customers per 5 minutes for a 3 hour rush, most of the people in the store were finishing a 9-10 hour shift at a salary of $6.90 per hour. i mean, get a grip..it’s just a piece of onion!!!! to make things worse my manager goes ape at me in front of customers coz it took me 3mins to get a customer their meal when they were the ones who decided to change their drinks at the window when i had daone everything. i nearly cried. and im one of those people who would rather walk around with toilet paper hangn out my pants than cry in public. it took a hell of a lot of brain power to hold it in. i couldnt talk for like half an hour.

but its the small things that keeps me sane enough to go to work tomorrow and the day after. its the friends ive made there, the people who stuck up for me and the customers that actually mean it when they say “Howya goin?”.

so the next time you walk into a fast food outlet coz your hungry and you want what you want, think about the greasy teenager behind the counter who has probably been there for longer than you know, dealing with customers more pig-headed than you know, working for the extra buck to buck to buy god knows what. because like blink 182 said on their song ‘all the small things’- “Work sucks, I know” 

love anushka xoxo 

uneventful and happy

okay, so i write this like a minute after my last post but i just reminded myself of a certain somebody who’s face im about to rearange if they talk to one more time!!! well, let me start from the begining…

you see.. i live in one of the most functional family you will ever find. yer sure we get the odd argument and tears, the odd money issue..but i ask you what family doesn’t? the point being, i have no murderous villians or family seperations or conspirocies that got the mafia involved in my family. we’re just ordinary people that live ordinary lives. HOWEVER…….

my friend (who’s name i wont mention) lives in pretty ordinary family too, perhaps slightly more than mine. unfortunatley..its not the way he sees it. he goes on about a murder that was made public and how it traumatised him deeply coz he was there just minutes before…..well sorry to break it to you honey… but so was i, seeing as i was with you!!!!but do u see me ranting about it over six months later? he didn’t even know the girl..or saw the body….or anything…..js happned to be there….okay a week or half month of mourning is fair enough…but six months? also he pulled some story out of his ass about his dads sisters friends cousin who had an affair and then got killed or somthing. LIKE GET OVER IT!!!!!!! YOU DIDN”T EVEN KNOW THE BASTARD!!!!!

urgh…society annoys me, people with fake attributes annoy me, people who crave the disorientated life annoys me, my friend annoys me!

i crave a different life, an exciting one, but not one that invovles the sympathy of others. im glad ive got what ive got. im uneventful and happy!!

love anushka xoxox

teachers…….

when you go to a school like mine, you wonder if the teachers were in desperate need of a job or if they actually enjoy spending time with the immature spastics that attend our ‘college’ (spelling?).  it seems to me that the staff at ____________ (sorry too much info for the net guys) are way too overqualified for what their current positions are. for example, my drama teacher Mr kermani is one of those teachers that don’t have control over students, and his pupils know that, so they push and push until his bubble bursts and he loses his cool, resulting in cass-wide laughter. okay, the man’s not so bad, in truth he reminds me of a pickle, but i found out today he is a trained anthropologist. so how does someone of four languages and university degrees in subjects i cant pronounce become an english/drama teacher? beats the hell out of me.  (sorry if you ever read this sir)

yawn…..looking forward to a weekend of work!!! (sarcasticaly)

love anushka xoxox

- “a teacher affects eternity, he can never tell where his influence stops”  

                                                                                             -henry brooks adams

in the world we live in with a population of over 6billion, there are only two people that i can honestly say id trust my life with. these two people are not blood related and niether do they live within the 10hour driving zone. presenting to you my two best friends in the entire world……Ashliegh Green and Andy Wall!!!!!!

These two people mean the world to me, but its hard stretching the bands of friendship so far across the world. Ashliegh and i have been mates six Yr 6, we have a special bench we always sit on at the park and a tree we aalways climb. we were like the kind of friends you’d see on a american family movie. Then in Yr 10 Ash moved to Port hedland. my heart broke. everything was falling apart, my dreams of growing up together fading fast. we’d never keep in contact that long, my mum said. but we did it. we called each other once a week and wrote to each other frequntly. a yr passed and then Andy and his family decided to move.

 Andy is the kind of guy that is really quiet so you don’t really notice him in a room but once you get talkn to him and he lets you in on his hilarious views on society he has you rolling on the floor laughing your brains out. When Ash left Andy and i became really close. he was always there whenever i needed some one to tlk to and now he’s gone. gone for good……it’s been harder tryn to keep in contact with him, calls are expensive, we’re never on msn at the same time and he’s not the letter writing person. thats part of the reason i got this blog, so my two bestest friend can see wot i get up 2.

 it’s sad how people you love so much move away and change from the person you loved so much. but i guess thats life ay? and you js gotta t8 the shit before it takes you.

slightly lonley and ever so sad

this is anushka signing off from another post

xoxoxoxoxox 

..Like A Bottle out to sea

WOW! this is somewhat exciting i must admit. i never really believed people when they said blogging was so much fun. or perhaps im just saying that because the sound of the keyboard fills the silence of an empty house wonderfully. My loneliness these holidays have led me to step out side my comfort zones and get involved in some form of technology, just to pass the time. im not much of a techno fanatic and i try avoid as much as possible. unfortunatley the daily advancment of technology in the world we live in today is like a great tsunami- try as i might to run away from it, i know i can’t hide from it.

 perhaps the excitment of writing things like this is the small hope of some-one(an actual person) reading this, but at the back of my mind i know the chances of that are similar to me putting a note in a bottle and sending i out to sea….

ARGH! i missed Hope&Faith!! ah well, i can still catch the midday movies on channel 7 (gotta love that)

luv Anushka

xoxoxoxoxo