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Posted August 24th 2012 at 07:25 AM by i_like_black
Wakes up some time pre-dawn, wondering why the fuck she's just dreamed of being indecently assaulted in Newmarket. Goes back to sleep.
Wakes up and gets out of bed around 10:30am. Eats 4 weetbix, with milk and sugar. Brushes teeth, has a shower, climbs into (mostly) clean clothes. Rolls a smoke and smokes it, leaves for the bus stop.
Catches a bus to Manukau, walks from Manukau to Lambie Drive. Realises she's about an hour early. Rolls another smoke and smokes it, plays Jetpack Joyride. Leisa stops for a chat. Leisa leaves. Rolls another smoke and smokes it. Maria - the old one with the curly hair from Tiaho Mai - turns up. They chat. She leaves. Rolls another smoke and smokes it. Goes into the CMHC building, talks to Lexie for 5 or 10 minutes. Judy turns up, they have their appointment.
After appointment, leaves Lambie Drive and walks back to Manukau. Gets on a 454, thinking it goes straight up Great South Road, pays for one stage, sits down. Bus turns off GSR onto Browns Road. Thinks to herself, ooooh shit. Hopes the bus driver won't notice. Bus turns onto Russell Road. Bus driver stops bus. Tells her this is the end of one stage. Restrains urge to punch driver in face, restrains urge to spit on driver. Gets off bus.
It starts to rain. Heavily.
Walks the rest of the way up Russell Road, turns on to Lupton Road, gets back to Great South Road. It's still raining. Heavily.
Arrives home, soaked, and severely pissed off, but realising she can't do a damn thing about it, short of saving up for a petrol chainsaw and going on a killing spree.
Complains to her flatmate, who, it turns out, also got caught in the rain, although for a different reason. Continues to roll and smoke smokes.
They go to the supermarket. Flatmate buys her coke. Feels appeased, but still feels ill-will towards bus drivers. Relaxes in pyjamas.
Turns on laptop, phone rings. It's her Dad, asking why she needs a custom PC for uni. She doesn't need one and tells him so. He double-checks and discovers the text message is actually from her brother, Tim. Her Dad says he's still going to take her flying sometime. She doesn't tell him she might be in jail soon.
Has court next Friday for breach of community work. Maximum penalty is up to $1000 fine or up to 3 months imprisonment. She is inclined to think she will be imprisoned, but isn't too bothered - her flatmate said she would look after her cat.
Judy accused her of having a "cavalier attitude" to probation. She's not sure what a cavalier attitude is when it's at home with its feet up, but on the other hand, she doesn't particularly care.
Judy asked if she was going too high. She said, not as far as she knows. She lied. She thinks she is actually more than a little bit high, but she doesn't want it to stop, so she's lying about it. Anyway, it's not too bad at the moment, she just feels good and has massive self-esteem. As well as negligence for probation and a general feeling that it will work out for her, because it always does.
But she still thinks she might start a vendetta against arsehole bus drivers who lead to you arriving home soaking wet and grumpy.
Wakes up and gets out of bed around 10:30am. Eats 4 weetbix, with milk and sugar. Brushes teeth, has a shower, climbs into (mostly) clean clothes. Rolls a smoke and smokes it, leaves for the bus stop.
Catches a bus to Manukau, walks from Manukau to Lambie Drive. Realises she's about an hour early. Rolls another smoke and smokes it, plays Jetpack Joyride. Leisa stops for a chat. Leisa leaves. Rolls another smoke and smokes it. Maria - the old one with the curly hair from Tiaho Mai - turns up. They chat. She leaves. Rolls another smoke and smokes it. Goes into the CMHC building, talks to Lexie for 5 or 10 minutes. Judy turns up, they have their appointment.
After appointment, leaves Lambie Drive and walks back to Manukau. Gets on a 454, thinking it goes straight up Great South Road, pays for one stage, sits down. Bus turns off GSR onto Browns Road. Thinks to herself, ooooh shit. Hopes the bus driver won't notice. Bus turns onto Russell Road. Bus driver stops bus. Tells her this is the end of one stage. Restrains urge to punch driver in face, restrains urge to spit on driver. Gets off bus.
It starts to rain. Heavily.
Walks the rest of the way up Russell Road, turns on to Lupton Road, gets back to Great South Road. It's still raining. Heavily.
Arrives home, soaked, and severely pissed off, but realising she can't do a damn thing about it, short of saving up for a petrol chainsaw and going on a killing spree.
Complains to her flatmate, who, it turns out, also got caught in the rain, although for a different reason. Continues to roll and smoke smokes.
They go to the supermarket. Flatmate buys her coke. Feels appeased, but still feels ill-will towards bus drivers. Relaxes in pyjamas.
Turns on laptop, phone rings. It's her Dad, asking why she needs a custom PC for uni. She doesn't need one and tells him so. He double-checks and discovers the text message is actually from her brother, Tim. Her Dad says he's still going to take her flying sometime. She doesn't tell him she might be in jail soon.
Has court next Friday for breach of community work. Maximum penalty is up to $1000 fine or up to 3 months imprisonment. She is inclined to think she will be imprisoned, but isn't too bothered - her flatmate said she would look after her cat.
Judy accused her of having a "cavalier attitude" to probation. She's not sure what a cavalier attitude is when it's at home with its feet up, but on the other hand, she doesn't particularly care.
Judy asked if she was going too high. She said, not as far as she knows. She lied. She thinks she is actually more than a little bit high, but she doesn't want it to stop, so she's lying about it. Anyway, it's not too bad at the moment, she just feels good and has massive self-esteem. As well as negligence for probation and a general feeling that it will work out for her, because it always does.
But she still thinks she might start a vendetta against arsehole bus drivers who lead to you arriving home soaking wet and grumpy.
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