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How is that people can charge things to my credit card without my authorisation? I know that seems stupid, anyone with the number can, but large, supposedly respectable/reputable organisation are TAKING ALL MY MONEY! First there was WW, and their USELESS website. I signed up for the "FREE trial", and "to avoid being charged" I cancelled "before midnight (AEST) on the 14th day" (cos it was the shittiest fucking website I ever saw), but I STILL GOT CHARGED. They took a week to get back to me, and then it will be up to another 3 before I see the credit again. I cancelled my subscription exactly as per their terms and conditions, meaning they STOLE that money. And they had the cheek to say ‘we thank you for your patience and understanding’, I wrote back and gave them a piece of my mind and finished with ‘therefore, I’m not in the slightest bit patient of understanding’.

Then today I get some mail. I have had a credit account opened up for me with a $1600 limit and a mattress THAT I DIDN’T BUY has been charged to it. So I rang the finance company, they said ‘we don’t know what’s been charged, we haven’t got the sales docket yet’, me: "THAT’S BECAUSE I NEVER SIGNED A FUCKING SALES DOCKET".  So I rang the store, they said "we can’t find your details on our computer", me: "THAT’S BECAUSE I NEVER FUCKING BOUGHT ANYTHING FROM YOU!!"

I went through the process of the credit check just to see if I could get credit, I was approved, but decided against the purchase, which meant the bitch who served me was supposed to rip up my application and throw it away. I ended up buying a mattress from the nice, cute boy with the tongue piercing, who wasn’t in the least bit pushy. And through a credit company who actually offer proper hire purchase, not give you a damn credit card that you can keep permanently maxed out and then end up paying for your new mattress 10 times over.

Now I’m waiting for them to ring me back…. Any takers for a wager on how long it will take them to get back to me? I’m going with anywhere between a month and never.

I need say no more

http://www.stuff.co.nz/stuff/0,2106,3839522a4560,00.html 

I sent it to cuteoverload, don’t know if it’s really that ‘cute’, but damn was that an eye catching headline or what! 

NEVER!!

Stupid student loan people rang me to say they wanna ask some questions about whether I want to return to study next year (Can you not see I’ve been racking up the damn thing for 7 years, do you really think I wanna go get more debt?!). So they’re all ‘is this is a good time to talk?’ and I’m all ‘No! You’re calling right in the middle of exam time, it’s not a good time to talk to ANY students!’ dumbasses…. 

Am I like totally anal to the point of being OCD about hygiene and cleanliness? Is it wrong to expect the kitchen bench be cleaned down every day? That the toilet be cleaned with a bucket of hot water and bleach every week? That anything that has been touched by fish be cleaned instead of thrown straight in the dishwasher so that it stinks our entire apartment out?

Take exhibit #1256:

Conversation between flatmate and me:

Me: ‘When you put raw chicken or meat in the fridge, can you please put it on a plate first.’

Her: *blank stare* ‘Why?’

Me: *blank stare back*

Are you serious? Did you just ask me WHY??!! 

Is it just that my mother, in her own screwed up way, was actually exceptional at teaching me the things I need to know? Cos I always though this sorta thing was common knowledge.

I know there are like a kabillion other things happening in the world that are more important than whether or not my bench got cleaned properly today or if my fridge is home to a lovely clan of salmonella just waiting to infect everyone. I have an exam on Wednesday though, and as much as I’d love to get out of it, I’m really not picking salmonella or campylobactor as the way to go!

I hate to bring this up AGAIN. I haven’t for a while, but I just can’t keep it in any longer!!

My flatmates are driving me abso-fucking-lutely CrAzY! I really can’t take it anymore! This dirty disgusting empty milk bottle has been sitting by the rubbish bin for OVER A WEEK. Along with a growing collection of water bottles. I’m SO FUCKING SICK of them being there!!!! It’s disgusting! You wouldn’t leave an old tea bag on the floor, or the rind from a melon, or the wrapping from your meat. SO WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LEAVE A MILK BOTTLE THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I even asked, NICELY (after I knocked the damn things over for the third time this week), to please take the recycling out because it’s in the way. So I come back later and it’s gone, and I’m thinking ‘finally!!’ but NO, I turn around, and the fucking bottles are lined up in our living area, on the fucking carpet, so the last bit of milk is still rotting away and the bottle collection is still growing (the lid is on the bottle, maybe I should take it off and put the bottle in their bedroom!). So I asked again today ‘can you PLEASE take those bottles out, they have been there for over a week, they really need to be in the bin’. The fucking ASSHOLE is standing there SHRUGGING, not understanding AT ALL, what the fucking problem is. Apparently if they’re neatly standing in a row against the wall, IT’S OKAY to leave them there.

IT IS NOT FUCKING OK!

And I said that, politely without swearing (the third time WILL involve direct swearing to their face!), I said that a dirty milk bottle should not be there for a week, I should not have to look at it, it’s really unpleasant.

He went in his room and closed the fucking door.

They don’t EVER wipe the bench, and if they do use the sponge, they don’t rinse it out at all. They don’t rinse ANY of their dishes and so the dishwasher STINKS when you open it. They don’t clean to a standard that I consider clean. They don’t pay for the cleaning products. (Probably cos they don’t USE any of them and don’t understand why I have 6 different products). They put their hair in the toilet and don’t flush it away. The washing machine/dryer has been going NON STOP for two days, I just wanna do one half hour load. These things bug me. Especially when I’ve been sick for a week and have exams and am stressed out. But I can live with all of these things. I will clean the bench every night, I will take the rubbish out every single time, I will clean the bathroom properly even when it’s not my turn. That’s fine, I will do that. It bugs me, but I can live with it (aside from the venting on here of course).

What I CANNOT live with is a weeks worth of recycling IN MY FUCKING LIVING SPACE.

If they are still there when I get up tomorrow, there WILL be hell to pay.

That is all, I am done.

History and Sociology are DONE! The essay I handed in was a piece of ass, but considering that everyone probably thinks I dropped outta the paper, cos I haven’t been to lectures for most of the semester, I think I did good to actually finish the paper! The funny thing is that one lecture is in the same room directly after a lecture I do go to, so everyone in my second class sees me walking out lol.

Anyway, that’s done, exam is done, I had a TERRIBLE sleep last night, little nervous bout having a nervous breakdown (don’t think I was writing here last time round, but I had a minor meltdown in one of my exams last semester, had to leave after 15 minutes, very embarrassing!!). But no nervous breakdown, I picked my two questions straight away, they were covered exactly what I’d studied, so that was cool. Now I gotta work tonight (again, nervous of another nervous breakdown as per last week, I’m even more tired and sick than last week too!). Then study before the next exam on Wednesday. Then I get a break!! A much needed break too.

I’ve been sick for OVER a week now. Not really sick, not sick enough to take to my bed and hibernate for three days sick, just annoying, sore throat here, headache there, random sneezing. I think that because I have been taking medication in an attempt to stave it off and because I’m so stressed out and busy right now that it is not going to go away until I get a chance to completely rest up and de stress. Maybe even then it won’t be till I move right out of this place in like another month… which is annoying and expensive! between all the cold and flu pills, paracetamol and lozenges (not to mention the chocolate I’ve literally been living on!) I’m so broke. I can’t afford to be broke right now. If I don’t get a job soon I will super broke. And homeless.

Hope you all have a better weekend than me!

To do list:

• Research and write one 4000 word assignment (1400 words down so far)
• Study for one two hour history exam

Can it be done in the next 48 hours? And can I still avoid a C grade on my transcript?

I hope so! On the bright side at least the worst will be OVER in 50 hours… although I’m coming straight back to another duty, lets hope it’s not a repeat of last weeks awful experience!!

Is it a sexual headache?! Apparently there is such a thing:

A ’sexual headache’ can occur before or after orgasm; it can be severe and last for several hours. Some people experience a sudden, severe headache at the point of orgasm.

Is it just me or is that totally random?!

When I found this I had a splitting headache at the time, unfortunately I think mine was a combination of tension, hormone, eye strain, and ‘other’ headaches. I would have quite happily traded!!!

The password that is…. I sent it already to a few of you who are more regular readers/commenters, but it’s not to late to start commenting….

By the way, who’s STUPID idea was it to have the password at the top of the ‘Write Post’ page and the ‘Post Status’ way at the bottom??? I never even saw that password box before I had to literally hunt it down!