Casino

Last night was really fun. Most fun I have had in a while. It was the night that we went out to the casino. My first, my sister's first, for my two cousins, it was their second, as well as my sister's friend SL. It was my sister's idea to invite them to go out and it was a success in my opinion.

At seven in the evening, we got out of the house, leaving Jord and Jude having dinner with their family. On my way out, I learned that the O had cooked little rice for the whole so Jude was trying to scoop alot for her dad, leaving little for the rest. I thought she was being funny, and it was adorable of her doing this scooping thing. We headed for my cousins' house. From this day forth, my cousins' names will be abbreviated to UL and Kem.

We got to their houses, and we eventually left the house within the next few minutes. Once out, we drove to the city to pick another person, SL. K was the driver. She talked the most, asking so many questions, including one that was about going to skiing in the coming winter months. We all agreed to go when we got free time. We reached there in about twenty minutes, called SL to come out and then finally drove to the restaurant where all of us were hungry.

The restaurant was Italian, and K and I had been on many occasions. We ordered tow pizzas, of which both were halved by different toppings. For the main, we got either pastas or lasagnas. It was good, for me, but I thought the others weren't so keen.

The restaurant was chosen because my sister and I had been there and loved their food. For more, it was close to the Sky Tower, where we would eventually settle after the meal.

We got inside the casino. My first impression was that it looked chaotic with many people just comcentrating on the tables they were at. It was not my ideal place to be. But we got the initial nerve calmed down when my sister tried to exchange the cash she got into chips. We went to the cashier, and were given small change instead of the chips. K talked to this dealer and got the information that you can just change the money at any table.

In the midst of the chaos, we managed to get our heads to playing the games. I played the bacarrat, and lost twenty, whereas my sis lost thirty. SL lost $27, seven dollars were spent on the slot machine. UL lost a hundred, the most lost out of all of us. Kem on the other hand, had won $100, so he canceled out UL's losings.

WE saw UL's parents there playing blackjack with this uncle. It was funny seeing them there. They looked like little kids being there. TO me anyway.

We walked about after the casino. We headed to this night club, but no we didn't go in. Kem didn't have his ID.

WE went to have ice cream. Then headed home. By then, the time was 12.20!!!

Excuse the abrupt ending of the post. I have to go have dinner!! hehe

Thievery

Happy Easter Holiday! For me it's particularly nice to have the long break. The butchery has been talking a big toll on me both physically and mentally. For the physical part, it is mainly about the lack of sleep that is taking away my enjoyment working at the shop. Mentally though, it's actually worse off. For the most parts, it's due to that my mind is not used to being this busy. I do the thinking and fantasing alot, especially about my sad mundane life. It's not doing well.

I have another disturbing thing that occurred at the shop. It is two days ago, on the Thursday, the time was almost when we were going to close. This chick came into the shop, wearing hoodies and was barefoot. She was walking around the shop, one hand carrying the basket while looking to shop. Dani, the girl who i work with, talked to her casually. They were chatting casually, which made me thought that the girl was a regular. I don't know, that was the impression that I got from the way they spoke.

The chick then told Dani that there was a tear in a bag. Dani put it aside on the bench. She then proceed to sell to other people. I was there, didn't think twice about what the bag was telling me. She was in fact trying to distract Dani, because she was going to steal. She thought by having Dani take the bag to the back, and have me not knowing what to do, she could get out of the shop unnoticed, or at least could get away with it.

Dani then told me that she would leave to fix the torn stuff. I said ok. She left and I then walked to the chicken area, then the next thing I heard the bell went ding. I didn't turn to see what was happening, only thought that the bell was just signalling someone was entering the shop. Dani came out screaming to me where was the chick. I replied don't know, that was when I figured the chick had gotten out with the basket containing at least goods over a hundred dollars. Shit, I was really angry and shaking at the same time. It was under my watch and yet I should have known the girl was going to do this. The signs were there; the hood, the barefoot, and her distractions, plus she was hanging around door area. I should've known!!

Then what's worse was my brother's constant shouting. Or lecturing in a high tonal sound. It was really aggravating when you already knew there wasn't anything you could do or say to change the outcome. I was especially angry at myself. I hated that I could have prevented the thievery if I looked up when the bell sounded and could have chased after her. But nope, my head was that stupid.

So yep, that was my first time that something like this occurred to me. I mean I have seen people stole from my before, but those were under a different circumstance. Those were in a bakery where you don't really see the true impact. In this instance, I saw it on the videotape, and it was evident she took the goods under my watch, under my supposedly supervision of the shop. The good part coming out of this, according to my sis, is that now I learned to carefully watch people, anybody.

Moving to a different topic. Last night we visited Auckland. The three of us traveled there around 10 in the morning, had yum char, and partied at my uncle v's place. It was hell fun over there, so i was saddened to return to this place. Anyway, we'd be going back up tomorrow for my aunt Soph's housewarming party.

Updating For the Last Two Weeks

This week has been bad so far. The worst thing for me was yesterday's tragic accident involving my oversized feet and my glasses. Yes all the newspapers in the world have reported of its end, my glasses. i stepped on my glasses, and it is all snapped in half...55555

Ok stop being so dramatic. All I have to do is go through the week without those goggles. I hate to admit it but it's gonna be hard since I don't see well, and working here requires good vision for when I need to pack stuff. I will get through it...

My session with was mixed. I don't know, like, at the end of the session, Brige said that she had figured out my problem. My root problem. What she meant was that she had been trying to see the core problem because when I talk about my family's issues, she just doesn't what is causing these problems. Now she discovers that my root issue is regarding the lack of belonging to a group, that is the sad story of my life. She continued that she wanted to know where I feel most belonged to, which I said that I don't. Neither the groups she presented was my sense of belonging felt most connected to. The sad part was that I actually felt that both groups have rejected one way or another. So she now knows why I have been feeling the way I am feeling...or so her belief.

I don't know. I feel like that was part of my problem. Not now. I was feeling quite rejected when I was younger, by both cultures that I grew up with. At one stage all i could think about was changing my face to fit in with them, which now I don't feel anymore. So I think the problem in pertaining to my lacking sense of belonging is one that was the past. Now I have problems dealing with the future. That is what I think is the core issue.

I will tell her that when I see her again in two weeks' time.

I want to get my sister a job in the lab. She has been searching for a job for sometime now. Actually since the time I moved here. There was an occasion that she was invited back to see the people. The job was some sort of marketing related work. She went there on a Tuesday two weeks ago, and she was called back the next day for a trial. So she did return the following day to only discover that she was going doors to doors to convert people to Contact, the energy company. It was exhausting she said, and it was commissioned pay. In the end she didn't get it because it was her inclusiveness that let her down.

Time to Work On Work

the time is 10.04pm. Still waiting. I have done some research for the remote control device. It is interesting to note that the earlier remote controls had only a few buttons, and they were without the numbers.

Anyway, I want to develop a remote control that beeps when you want to look for it. Better yet, I want to create a mechanism for the remote to sound when it hears the word find remote. I think it would be cool. Well, it is only cool if like myself am clumsy. To make money off something you also need is pretty awesome.

Another thing that I wanted to do is have my own t-shirt company. Like I had mentioned in earlier regarding my own business, I want it to be a part time job, meaning that i would only tend to it after hours of my real job/schooling time. Also, I only want it to be an online business because for the time being I don't have the money to rent out a physical space. I don't think i could do that when there are so many things i haven't acquired in order to have the business running. So it would be interesting to see where I am going to go with this venture.

For some time I have been delaying the opening up my own online site for the t-shirt business. This is due to my indecisiveness over the name of it. I know, this sounds really bad being that it is the first and probably the most crucial task, and I am doing the best imitation of a failing business. So all I know is that I want the name to have personal meaning and must include my sister's personality in it. She must be included in the thought process, and must agree. I want her to be part of some my mini empire and she be the queen.

One more thing that i want to do is to get into the study of gerontology. Part of the reason going into this is my own fair. I know it is natural for all of us, as it naturally occurs in the quiet sense, but I don't accept that it should be the ultimate course everyone must take. It's crazy but crazy is what makes the world spin.

Charitable Case

Bridge;

• Talked to her last Friday. We discussed perceptions, mainly about my aunt and uncle. They offered me money. I said no because I didn't want to be a charitable case to them. Bridge pointed out that they could use the money as something to show affection and love. I felt foolish for thinking otherwise, that is until I returned home and realised it was not the case. Don't know the truth about it.
  

Going Home is Not Meant To Be

I am now stuck in the butchery for at least another three hours. Why? I didn't even know about it when at ten minutes to six this evening a couple of dudes came to the shop. Apparently they were hired to do some fixings within the shop. Things like lighting, and some shelves. So I am stuck here until these people are done, which may seem like forever now.

My sister called around five o'clock informing of the late bus that i was going to catch to Auckland tonight. Because I can't stay there on Saturday, I had planned that I would migrate tonight, so then I wouldn't have to do it the next morning taking time off the amount I could spend with the kids and my sister. She said that the bus was leaving at 6.15pm, meaning I wouldn't be able to make it if I remained here until the shop closed. So K suggested that she would come here via her car. I was quite hesitant, and I wanted to catch the bus myself, disallowing her to drive a long distance. In the end I hesitantly agreed that she was the one who would drive here.

So our plan was set, then only came to a destruction with the sight of the two builders. Now my sister is angry, so am I. I wanted to leave HAMY so bad. I just want to be with the kids tonight. Instead I have to resort to staying here until those people finish, which is never a good thing.

K is now at home, showered and ate dinner. She texted me about it.

Waiting for The Cleaner, Passed For Learners

I have not blogged for awhile now. This is due to me working in a faraway land. I don't absolute hate it, but I do find hatred in the work that I am doing. Ok I am not making any sense. I'm just too tire to care.

For the last few weeks, I witnessed so many anger in just a short amount of time. Since I came here three weeks ago, there had been at least one or near one confrontation between the couple that I am working for. They just don't get that their actions are just a shameful thing for anybody to see, yet they do this on the wide open space. Well, actually it's mainly the car and the apartment, where I would probably be nearby.

Last Friday I went back to Auckland an overnight stay. The main reason was to see my little kids, my sister, and then there is Bridge. I canceled her three times before, so when I made the Friday appointment, I must keep this one. Coincidentally, I also had another appointment with Andy, who by the way, was more forthcoming with me this time. He said he had been to a seminar, and he wanted to have a new approach to our meetings. We would now have goals to achieve on each appointment.

As for Bridge, we talked about stuff particular on the my concerns. Aging. That's all I am going to cover on that topic.

I was elated to see the kids again after a long absence. They are as cute and as annoying as ever. I still love them. So MUCH. Jord gave me a rocket ship made from containers. It was just great.

Oh I almost forgot. I got my learners last Friday. As soon as I got off the bus, I immediately went to the bank to ask for my bank statement. I needed it for the application. I headed to AA, and then sat the test. It was quite simple. There were a few heck ups with the questions but ultimately I passed with only two questions being incorrect. So now my sister said she would let me drive her car, only she is present as well. DOH.

So right now I am sitting here waiting for ,my brother to return. He went to drop his wife off at the apartment so she could cook while I am waiting for this cleaner to do his job. I don't know why we have to be here when the cleaning is being done, I mean the guy seems trustworthy. My brother is cynical, yeah.