yeah, i saw chicken little yesterday. met up with some friends from mission at eloura beach (after walking from the next beach down, cos ally had never driven to eloura before); it was raining and cold, though, so we forewent (is that right?) the swim and denm showed us where she's moving to, before we headed to gj's. there were so many cops in there, like, about ten. ah well, at least we were safe inside. :) headed off to miranda - no, there's nothing wrong with cronulla cinemas, just the movie had already started - and spent half an hour looking for a parking spot. we ended up about as far away from the shops you can get whilst still being in the carpark.
so, got food, saw chicken little: it was pretty excellent. there were all these star wars and signs and other adult references that just went over the little kids' heads, but they still had plenty to laugh at. not like shrek 2, with all the adult references that just made it _not_ a kids' film. i fully recommend it. i love kirby!
bummed around some more; went to jb hifi where i didn't give in to temptation at the 'cds from $9.99 box; marvelled at the shoplifting detectors at the doors to one of the surf shops that went off every couple of minutes, regardless of whether anyone was near them or not; buggered off so ally could get to work by 4. i'm starting to run out of money: i really need a job.
day before yesterday i went to miranda with lizz; we did basically the same: bummed around, watched a movie (nanny mcphee, which i loved), except that time i bought stuff: mood ring for lizz, as she's always wanted one and i hadn't gotten her a present yet, part of cazza's present, and a star wars poster calendar for me (shut up) for only $7. i'm so broke.
dad actually asked me last night what i was doing for tafe, and i said 3d animation, and he asked why wasn't i doing something practical, like accounting or business studies? ... kind of answered his own question, but he didn't see it that way. i don't even know what sort of courses he thinks are useful - that i'd like. i'll show him a list of all the courses available to me, that didn't have an early closing date and that are actually being offered. the list isn't too long, actually, but maybe i can get some idea of what he wants. i don't actually care much what i end up doing: it's just a job, and while i'll probably be stuck in it for a long time, i'm prepared to try to enjoy (reconcile myself with) whatever i do. i just need to work out how to finance this. yeah, this does seem to be a very money-orientated blog.
actually, i'd like to be a mechanic. seroiusly. it'd be dead useful, especially considering the cars some people i know (read: ally) are driving. i don't care much about being covered in grease and dirt and stuff, and i wouldn't have to be particularly nicely dressed. i wonder how my parents would take that... can't drive yet, and i've never worked on cars, but i'd like to. pa (mum's dad)and my uncle used to work at a panel beaters' (pa's, actually), and i remember going there when mum was tiling the toilets, so i sort of know what it's like there.
actually, i'd like to do something like that: be an electrician, or work with cars (though not a plumber). i dunno. i guess it all depends on what the folks want. :(
on a parting note, bread is bad for you: http://www.eskimo.com/~spban/bread.html ;)
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