the past few days have been a whirlwind of cleaning, painting, sanding, fixing up wall-cracks, ripping up floorboards and planks, and people wandering in and out. i can barely even get up the moment i sit down, i'm so tired. these holidays i don't think i've slept past 12, and that's practically criminal (for holidays). this morning my dad came into the room, slapped my face (no not your TV drama slap scene but a not-so-hard impatient slap nevertheless) and told me to wake up. i was pissed off and tired, and i went back to sleep. half an hour later he came in and hollered at the top of his lungs. we knew that tone, so we scrambled out of bed with our eyes wide shut and got around to starting the housework. i don't really know when it became a routine, but nowadays i'm the Laundry Girl.. not so pleasant coz there's laundry to be taken out every morning and guess who steps into the freezing laundry room and hops out feeling unpleasantly chilled while you're barely out of the morning-bed-snugness?

and whenever i see my room, i feel like crying. i was really excited about being able to do everything the way i liked and finally having some personal space. trust me, people who already have their own room won't fully appreciate the feeling. but imagine having no proper place to do things and keep things and having to move things about everywhere when people need the furniture you're using. i thought that this move would be really good coz i got my own room and it's pretty sizeable too, but now there's all these water marks from water seeping under the concrete floor (which they discovered after they ripped up my floorboards). if i carpet it, there's a high chance my carpet will turn mouldy and disgusting after a couple of years. fixing a proper timber floor is out of the question because the house is already built. building a floating floor means i can't get a carpet done, and the water will damage the wooden flooring anyway. to fix the seepage problem we have to call in specialists and that will take time. after they do whatever to my room, then we have to get flooring/carpet people.

so eitherways i can't move in by next week.

and i still don't have all my furniture. the bedframe, bedside tables and tallboy's ordered. no bed mattress, no quilt, no pillows, no curtains, no wardrobe, no shelf, no study table or chair.

i wanna tear my hair out, i'm so upset.

i have exams soon too and i need a proper place to study. imagine studying amidst renovations or something, i think i'll go nuts.

work now pisses me off hardcore. jan and mel both quit. the new manager's a shithead with the meanest attitude and absolutely no idea about what he's doing. i had to endure glares and hassling from every customer who didn't get their food after the promised ten to fifteen minute wait. i had to clean up his mistakes, apologize to customers who gave me more shit, and look for tickets or food that he'd missed out. he completely ignores making orders chronologically, and he eats whatever mistakes he makes. YES, eats. he cuts down on most hygiene measures and half the time he's busy eating or drinking.

i'm so quitting next year. i can't do much with working one day per week anyway. maybe i'll look for work somewhere else. it's really sad because the old owners built up a really good reputation for the shop around the area, and now this new manager's going to run it to the ground with the crap food he burns and his lack of system.

house troubles, work troubles, and it's that time in my dad's visit when everyone's just beginning to tiptoe around. with all the house stress and stuff, he's gotten even crankier and harder to live with. my mum pretty much annoys me - dictating me endlessly, telling me to do this and that for MY room.. which she thinks is best.

^%$#

i haven't been shopping very much. i'm missing a four day only warehouse sale which i'd planned to go to since last month. no homework or study done either, which means i'll be really rusty when i get back to school. haven't seen my friends in ages.

haven't had homecooked dinner in ages. haven't watched csi this week. haven't done anything. painted till my back and neck hurt. my legs are numb and my nails are chipped and raw from holding the painting pole up. my fingers have wooden splinters in them and paint marks. i'm so tired every day and i dont get to sleep in.

:( i need cheering up.