InBlogNito

I love it, thanks to Laurie for providing the name for my blog. It suits so well, seeing as this is my little outlet, where I can spout my crap without revealing the real life identity behind the words.

Anyways, onto the topic of the day: Mothers

I don’t like to ‘bitch’ about my mum, despite the fact we have never gotten on since day 1. However, just to show you WHY I don’t tell her anything, I’ll tell you what she said when I told her about the whole toilet germs in the fridge incident.

The conversation in my head said that I would get this text back: yuck, that’s horrible! Didn’t her mother teach her how to clean?!’

However, no conversation with my mother has EVER gone the way I imagined it (you’d think I’d learn!). Anyways, instead of a lil support, she STICKS UP FOR THE BITCH!! Can’t remember the exact words, but something along the lines of ‘well she made it easier for you to clean at least’

WTF? HOW did that make it easier for me clean? Am I the only one confused here??! Why is she making it seem like my flatmate really wasn’t so bad??! I’m her daughter FFS! Even if I’m in the wrong, she’s still supposed to support ME.

A few months ago, this particular flatmate did something else that was really weird, so I text my mum, said ‘J just did the WEIRDEST thing, I don’t know why or what’s going on’

First thing I get back?? "What have you done to upset her?"

(my response? insane screaming and swearing!)

Aside from the fact that that was an extremely presumptuous thing to say, IF I had in fact upset said flatmate, would I be telling my mum about the WEIRD thing J did? NO! Cos then it wouldn’t have been weird, it would have made perfect sense.

Anyways, that’s my piece for the night. I just can’t believe J managed to give me crap right up until the last possible minute, and even worse, that my mum stuck up for her till the last possible incident.

Hey, now I’ve actually told someone about my blog, hopefully I’ll get some visitors! I’ve been holding off on telling anyone, it’s a strictly online thing at the mo, I’m not so keen on my offline acquaintances knowing about this. How else can I bitch about them ‘anonymously’ if they are reading it every day!?

Anyways, please leave a comment, I wanna know who’s stumbling around this way and how they got here, just to make sure word’s not getting out to the ‘wrong’ people!

Also, I desperately need a name, so suggestions are very welcome!

… are so stoopid! I have had to spend the last hour disinfecting my apartment. The lovely *cough* intelligent *cough cough* girl that has been here for the past four months cleaned before she left. She cleaned the bathroom, kitchen and fridge. In that order. WITH THE SAME CLOTH. Eww!! So it was out with the eucalyptus bleach today to remove all the toilet germs from my FRIDGE. Seriously, who does that? I have never even had to think about it, you just know these things. Kitchen first, bathroom last. Different cloths for each area preferably. I even showed her which cloths were the bathrooom ones.

So anyway, the good news is I have the apartment to myself, for almost 2 weeks. Then I’m homeless for one night before moving to new apartment 8 floors up. It’s a logistical nightmare here at the mo, we have 90 check-outs and 90 check-ins over the next 2 weeks.

The good news is I managed to sign up to all the right papers, no clashes etc etc for next trimester. Only took about 6 weeks to sort that one out. I even get a day off! Wednesday, the perfect day, right in the middle.

1. I hate tomatoes
2. I won’t eat anything that has been ‘infected’ by tomatoes
3. I eat tomato sauce (ketchup) and pasta sauces, just not tomatoes
4. I’m almost 24
5. When I realised that earlier this year, I freaked out about my age for the first time
6. My goal is to work for the government (if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em!)
7. However sometimes I think I’m destined to be an over-educated housewife
8. I’m scared that there isn’t enough time left in my life for me to have kids
9. I’m VERY easily irritated and this is something I need to work on
10. I’m single, mostly by choice, there is VERY little to choose from out there at the mo!
11. I live and work in a student hostel
12. I’m hopeless with money
13. Sometimes I think it would be funny (not haha funny) that I’m actually infertile, and all these years of contraception and pregnancy scares will become extremely ironic
14. I’m an extremely impatient person (kinda links to 9 and 12)
15. I’ve lived in 12 different houses in the past 5 years
16. I’ve had at least 20 piercings
17. I’ll never get a tattoo
18. I have almost extraordinary talent in the kitchen (hence 7)
19. I prefer the cookie/cake mix/batter to the actual cooked product
20. I’m tempted to cheat and steal from other people’s 100 thing and I’m only up to number 20
21. I hardly ever drink
22. This means I have very few friends bcause apparently the ‘only’ way to ‘really’ have fun is to get insanely drunk
23. I use a lot of pharmaceutical drugs, there’s always some problem to fix
24. I have not one, but two spinal deformities, which though mild, cost me a lot of money
25. I have a skin condition that also costs a lot of money
26. I have bad eyesight = more money
27. Sometimes I hate being me just cos it’s so damn expensive!
28. All time fave music artists: B.en H.arper and I.ncubus
29. I wish I watched a lot less TV
30. I wish I could be more disciplined and motivated and a lot less lazy
31. I’m an extremely fussy eater in general, not just about tomatoes, they are just the worst
32. I would bet money you’ve never met anyone as fussy as me
33. I wish my family was closer
34. I get ‘addicted’ to things easily
35. Blogs are my latest addiction
36. Chocolate is my longest standing addiction
37. I’m scared everyone will think my blog is crap
38. I’m extremely uncreative
39. I CANNOT think outside the square, ever!
40. I always screw up job interviews, even though I know I would be perfect for the job
41. I can’t think on my feet, the perfect solution always comes 2 minutes too late (and the perfect interview response)
42. I wish this wasn’t getting so negative!
43. I’ve never travelled outside my country
44. I wish my geography was better, then I might know where I want to go
45. I never regret anything
46. Except that I wish I’d saved more money when I worked before going to Uni
47. I’m gonna be incredibly pissed off if I get half way through this and something crashes and I lose it all
48. Death scares the shit out of me, so many people I know have died suddenly in the past few years
49. I’m grateful that none of them were my family
50. I feel bad for thinking that, because they were someone’s family
51. I wish I didn’t have to hide so much of my life from my parents
52. I wish this so that I could have the support I need from them
53. I wish I’d learn once and for all not to reach out to them because I know I will be disappointed
54. Despite their faults, I cannot imagine life without them
5. I hated every minute of high school and hope I will be able to give my kids more worldy knowledge and choices so they don’t have to go through the same thing
56. No matter how many people are around me, I always feel completely alone
57. I’m going to start crying if I don’t think of some good stuff to talk about
58. I’m the queen of overcommitment
59. I’m learning to say no once in a while
60. I’m proud that I made it to 60 and haven’t cheated yet!

61-100 coming soon…..

Well this was a good confidence booster, who said everything you learn in school is a waste of time?!

You Passed 8th Grade Math

Congratulations, you got 10/10 correct!

 

Coming soon….. 100 things (gimme a couple days to work on it!)

 

So I know I’m bit slow on the uptake, but recently I’ve become almost addicted to blog-reading! Why do other people’s lives seem so fascinating? At first I though it was just that all these stories are so creatively ‘embellished’ that while essentially true, lead the readers to believe that their lives are really that much more interesting. However more recently I’ve come to realise that my life is just as interesting in the insane sort of way that seems to be a theme among most bloggers. Crazy things happen to me, the people I come across in my every day life and the associated experiences are actually interesting enough to write about, and people will laugh at my insane, stressful, crazy life…… well at least I *think* and *hope* they will!

So first of all I thought I’d write about the experience that made me decide that I should finally create my own blog. It also means I can delurk in a few places I’ve been visiting without feeling that I am not contributing to this alternate universe that is the blogging world.

I went out a couple of weeks ago with a friend of mine who was visiting from out of town, we’ve known each other for a couple of years and I’ve been to his house, met his wife, all that stuff. So we went out for coffee, and caught up on stuff, but it was kinda late at night, and so he suggested we go back to my place cos everything was closed. And I was like ‘no, I can’t have guests after 10pm’ (there are security cam’s, plus I would know and feel bad about breaking the rules).

He tried to talk me into it (in an innocent way, or so I thought) and I kept saying no (what can I say? I have morals! and I likes rules). He walked me home anyways, and we said goodnight and he walked back to his hotel, texting me on the way. So maybe I was being a tad naive at this point, and then his very last text said something along the lines of:

"well good to see you, hopefully next time I’ll convince you to let me stay the night"

This is where the penny finally drops (I really am more onto it than this normally, honestly!) and I realise he had been, in a very vague way, trying to come onto me!! He didn’t want to hang out and see where I lived, he wanted to have sex!

WTF?? I don’t understand?!?! He has a lovely wife, a gorgeous 1 year old son and another baby due soon, why the hell does he want to cheat on his wife and screw it all up?!! The reason this is so depressing for me is this is far from an isolated case. I realised that EVERY SINGLE guy who has tried to get it on with me in the past 2 years (minus one, plus some more in the years prior to these 2) has been married or in a serious long-term relationship. It’s really disappointing, the way I’ve been brought up and the family background I’ve come from has led me to believe that married people do not cheat on their partners. Maybe this is due to some ignorance on my part, or sheltering on my parents part, but in my mind, this doesn’t happen.

These guys are in ‘good’ relationships too, they have lovely wive’s/partners. If they were absolute bitches or on the verge of breaking up, I could *kinda* understand just a little bit, but these guys intend to carry on their relationships as if nothing happened.

However for me, these experiences are far more traumatic! What if my (future) husband does this to me? or what if I’m the one who cheats on him?! It seems to be becoming almost a socially acceptable ‘thing’ to do, I don’t want to succumb to this sort of mindset. And I’m certainly not going to flatter myself into thinking I’m the only one they are coming on to, there is without a doubt many more women who are in my situation, but are reciprocating, and encouraging these men into more and more frequent infidelity.

Most sad of all (for me personally, wives and children aside) I’m losing people that I thought were good friends, nice people who just wanted genuine friendship. And of course in the situations where I know their partners, it’s even worse, because I lose their friendships as well. I don’t feel it is up to me to tell them what’s going on, I’ll leave that up to another ‘other woman’, but I can’t carry on the friendships either.

So yea, that’s my story, the one that lead me to creating this blog. There are many more hopefully to come, I should have started this months ago, then you could have heard about my crazy ass flatmate, who is now moving out in less than a week *fingers crossed*

Anyways, this is a rather long winded post, I’ll have to work on the ‘conciseness’ of my posts if I’m to continue.

More on who I am and what I do and why I have crazy ass rules where I live later….

Oh and this one particular guy, he’s coming back to my town in November, so I gotta think of some creative ways of discontinuing the friendship in the nicest way possible before then

Also I apologise in advance, I love exclamation and question marks to the point of extreme overuse. I’m working on it though.