*SCREAMS*

I want to HIT SOMETHING VIOLENTLY.

Ezydvd has my Stargate: Season 10 having been shipped to me on the 28th of last month, AND IT HAS NOT ARRIVED. Along with that, the tracking website says IT WAS DELIVERED ON THE 29th WHICH IS A LIE, because there is no way - NO WAY - it got interstate that fast. Even courier delivery interstate at that price takes 2 days. SERIOUSLY. IT SAYS IT WAS LEFT BECAUSE IT NEEDED NO SIGNATURE.

*FUMES*.

This however, reminds me that I need to send HATE MAIL to the transPerth bus people about the stupid fucking smartriders WHICH HAVE FUCKED UP AGAIN. I hate them. *SCREAMS SOME MORE*

Seriously. I will not be happy if EzyDVD does not send me a replacement or something. Because Stargate is EXPENSIVE. I will BE SO MAD.

AHAHAHAHAHA.
 
So, okay, I've had the song Listen to your heart, by Roxette and then DHT or whatever, stuck in my head for like, a month now. So, I have been getting it stuck in everyone else's head.
At the beginning of the week I told the girl I sit with in Torts class about it - and today she told me that when she got in her car that afternoon after university, the radio was on AND THAT SONG WAS PLAYING. Right at the chorus where it was all "LISTEN TO YOUR HEART!"

I was SO AMUSED. VICIOUSLY.

HOWEVER: I was in a FOUL mood earlier. In Western Australia, for the bus we have these things called Smartriders - a multipass. Basically it is like a credit card - you put money onto it, and then swipe it past a machine getting on and off a bus. Useful, and gives me a discount. I have it top up automatically from my bank account, as it did this morning, with $20. AND THEN. AND THEN IT STOPPED WORKING. LIKE, COMPLETELY. SO AS WELL AS LOSING $20 in THE MORNING I THEN I HAD TO PAY MY FARE HOME.

AND NOW I HAVE TO PAY TO BUY A NEW SMARTRIDER. And call stupid Transperth to see if they can transfer the money back to me.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I am still listening to Listen to Your Heart.

Oh, Robbie. I don't know why you think rapping/talking songs are awesome. Because they aren't.
I bought Robbie Williams new CD today --- its....different. #2 is made of awesome though.

I also bought: Macgyver season 3, the Princess Bride, Star Wars: Return of the Jedi and the Stargate illustrated companion for seasons 5&6. I meant to buy some clothes as well, but, well, money. It was really warm today too, which was pleasant.

So, my day was good (mostly). I went to Uni, had 1 lecture (psych), then watched Run, Lola, Run for English, then went to the city with Franca and BB where I bought my stuff and had lunch, then when I got to my bus stop I waited for like, 4 minutes before my bus came and it was a double bus so I got 2 seats to myself (yay! sprawling) and was near a window so wsa warm and had a nice breeze and was listening to David Campbell (more on him, just now) and reading about Great Zimbabwe for Archaeology and it was nice. Then, my bus stopped about 10 minutes into the ride to the bus port to let a person off, and then didn't start up again. So I spent the next 15-20 minutes standing in the sun to wait for the next bus to come. When it did, it was a small bus and full and then all the Mt Lawley High kids got on and were all obnoxious and rude and icky. So. Not fun.

Also: this Sunday the Galleria shopping centre is open for trading and some Aussie singers will be there - including my obscure singer secret crush, David Campbell. He is the son of Jimmy Barnes and very, very attractive. A while ago - last year? He released some song that was stuck in my head for WEEKS. Anyway. He will be there, and I won't get to see him, because I will be working. :-(. I am trying to convince my sister to go in my proxy.

See David!!! Below!!!! *hurrrrrr*

I AM CURSED.

No, seriously. I had the worst day EVER. It is so cruel. 

So, last night I couldn't be bothered showering & washing my hair as planned, because hello? TV! So I figured I'd avoid it until this morning. Hoever, my mother showers in the morning so she said she would shower at 7, as it only takes her 10 minutes. We normally leave the house at 7 45am. At about 7 20, I woke up to the sound of my mother JUST GETTING IN THE SHOWER. I was not pleased. So I jumped in quickly, washed my hair in record time, then remembered I actually still had to BLOWDRY IT. At this point it was seven thirty five (I can't be locating the numbers on the keyboard, how lazy of me). I hadn't found clothes or packed my bag or gotten dressed at this point, either.

Ten minutes later with my hair ALMOST dried, my mom announces she's leaving and I must catch the bus. Now see, I am really lucky. My bus came at 8am, and then wouldn't for another hour and a half. So if I missed this one, I was doomed. So I decided to quit blowdrying the hair, and actually get dressed. I had just put some clothes on and shoes when I had to run out the house - I had thrown random books in my bag, had no time to pack a lunch or put on my belt, shoes, or do anything with my appearance. I also didn't get to put my bandage on my ankle, so my mad sprint down and across the road to the bus stop was very painful indeed. When I got there, I spent two embarrassing minutes putting on my shoes properly, and my belt. Then on the bus I attempted the bandage. It did not go so well.

So anyway, the day was fine from there - met friends, went to lectures...until halfway through Linguistics when I developed a headache. That was not fun. Then I had archaeology, and all i could think was HEADACHEHEADACHEHEADACHE. Then I did the mad dash across campus to my Creative Writing workshop - and oh my god. I HAVE NO WORDS FOR WHAT HAPPENED. The lecture that day (which I missed when I went to archaeology instead) was on poetry. I don't do poetry. Ever. Then the workshop began. We had some new guy there, so he began by telling him a bit about himself, which is not unusual. Until he began talking about his poetry inspiration. Maybe I am really close minded, but oh my god. THAT WAS INSANE. He was saying how he grew up on some piece of land in a wheat belt or something, and always has felt a real guilt about the genocide over the wheat or it's history or SOMETHING since his families arrival in the 1800's and he's still trying to get over that pain. I may have died from laughter at that point, so seriously, about 10 minutes in, BB and I packed up and left. Because, no, seriously. Silent shaking laughter is a tell tale sign of rudeness - better we leave. Also, OH MY GOD ARE PEOPLE ACTUALLY LIKE THAT!?!?!

Oh yes! In the Ref, when he went to go get lunch? The guy who I paid for evertying at, DIDNT SAY A WORD. NOT ONCE. It went like this...
[lauren approaches counter. dumps items down] Hi
Silence. [guy rings up items. does not say anything]
[lauren stands awkwardly. looks at guy. he continues to say nothing. realises he won't tell her the price. looks at the moniter. hands over money]
[guy takes money. says nothing.]
[lauren very freaked out.] Uh, thanks? 
[lauren runs away]

Yes. Anyway. It was weird.

Okay. Now the real fun bit of my day. I had forgotten HOW MUCH I HATE FUCKING PUBLIC TRANSPORT SOMETIMES. 

So! I get on the bus from Uni to the city and pay my $1.30 for a 2 zone ticket, because I have to catch 3 busses home, and 1 is in a different zone. And of course, JUST MY LUCK, the bus driver is a stupid fucking moron and gives me the wrong ticket. Because apparently a $1.30 for full paying adults is a 1 way thing...or something. Because no, it wasn't obvious by my getting on the bus OUTSIDE THE UNIVERSITY with a whole bunch of OTHER UNIVERSITY STUDENTS that I wanted a 2 zone concession. EVERY other bus driver seems to understand this! So, I get on the next bus, to the next bus port, and the fucking driver is a goddamn dickhead and all "you got the wrong ticket, its your fault for not specifying which one you wanted now pay me another $1.30.". SO FUCK. I DID. GODDAMN FUCKER. 

:-(

Not happy. Not I have a headache, can not find my trusty neurofen, and all over not happy.

And to make me less happy, the new (actually old, but hey this is australia) stargate magazine hates me and puts, for the posters on one side: Joe Flanigan in water, and the other: ALL the males from SG1. 

HOW WILL I CHOOSE.

I suspect Joe may win, though.