Saturday, April 24, 2010

It's over. Kind of.

Something significant happened today. Something that should have happened a long time ago. And I was in a foul mood because of several factors:
a. I have been to uni EVERY DAY for over four weeks now, including easter and weekends
b. This excludes the last 2 days because I was sick from medications and then in hospital
c. I still feel sick
d. I have a lot going on that I feel like I'm failing at
e. The person who left has kind of screwed us over several times already and was very much due to go. For someone so desperate to leave she took her sweet time
f. She proceeded to trash the carpet moving her stuff and seemed surprised that I was still expecting her to pay for cleaning
g. Her boyfriend then proceeded to talk condescendingly to me, and I was so angry that I have no idea what he said, nor do I care. I don't have a high opinion of him. And that's fine, cos I believe she looks down on my boy anyways, even though he is way more awesome =P

(and if she reads this that's too bad for her)

I am annoyed.

But anyway, due to my anger and the significant event, I listened to some Eskimo Joe and came across this song that sums up the situation pretty well.

A friend went away to another town
Where you set your watch to the sound of a pound
The first girl I loved soon followed it seemed
And when the second one went we were choosing teams
She got hers and I got mine
But somehow everybody seem to get on fine
But we were losing friends over love
Losing friends over love

When I went out just the other night
I said, "Put your hands up, cause we're gonna fight"
But who am I to act so tough
When I learn so little
And forget so much?
Now the heart will break when it hits the ground
So wake up little girl you're a woman now
But we were losing friends over love
Losing friends over love
We were losing friends over love
Losing friends over love

Alright now

Some move forward and some move back
Some buy a ticket and don't come back
How did everything go wrong?
We all just try to carry on
Some grow up and some fall down
Some buy a ticket and leave this town
How did everything go wrong?
We all just try to carry on

No one says a word but their lips are poised
But everyone's got an opinion of course
And we were losing friends over love
Losing friends over love
All the stupid things you do at night
When you been up for three days
And you're so uptight
And we where losing friends over love
Losing friends over love

She could run away to London
She could run overseas
And go round in another town
It all seems the same to me

Alright now


I'm tired of trying to being the nice mouse. I'm not nice. And it wasn't my love that lost friends.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

The common factor

I have recently discovered that at all levels of the medical profession, from doctors to administrative types, there exists beings whose sole purpose is to be incompetent and to ensure you feel like a terrible person with no real medical problems.

This was something I was aware of with GPs especially, and the last seven months has been a testimony to that fact. The incompetent GP I have been seeing, for the seven+ months I've been sick, has been pretty much incompetent and unreliable. After many false promises and waxing strong about onions, he finally did the only good thing he has ever done and sent me to a good specialist (after he made up a lot of lies on my referral and excluded information that was actually important).

Today the extent of nasty incompetence was revealed to me further when I went to Medicare to get a refund. The specialist sent me for an ultrasound. It turns out he wanted to ultrasounds done. It was all fine. Unfortunately it cost a fair bit, but the receptionist printed out the receipt.

"Take this to Medicare. You will get 70% back."

So that's what I did. But rather than getting 70%, or even being treated like a human being, I got this (what it sounded like the lady actually meant I have added in italics):

Nasty lady: I can't do this. You had two ultrasounds. Did you have them on the same day?

Me: (confused) I already had them.

Nasty lady: That's what I said. But why did you have to have two? Did the doctor say you had to have two? (You didn't need two. One was enough. But you are a hyperchondriac and you are selfish, taking up time and resources like this!)

Me: (more confused) Oh err... yeah I had two.

Nasty lady: I can't give you money for both scans. If you didn't have them on the same day I could give you money for both. But you had them on the same day (another sign of your selfishness, you pig! You should have taken them on separate days, but no! You didn't want to be inconvenienced!). I can't give you a refund for both.

Me: Oh err...

Nasty lady: If you want money for both you need to go back to your doctor and get him to write out why you needed to have two scans. Either that or I can just give you money for one. (Haha, you will not be ripping off my system, white trash!)

By this time I was nearly in tears because of her accusing tone, so I just took the money offered to avoid going through this again.

What hurts isn't the fact that the government has ripped me off. What hurts is the fact that this cow (sorry for the language, but I'm angry and upset) couldn't just tell me that the government system is so stuffed up that by having two ultrasounds in the same session I wasn't going to get much money back. She had to tell me in an accusing tone, making it sound like I didn't need the two ultrasounds, and I should have had them in different sessions, but out of my selfishness and paranoia I'd done it my way anyway and thought I'd got away with it.

I wasn't the one who booked two ultrasounds. I didn't have a choice as to when I had them. I didn't know having them in the same session affected my medicare refund (and the receptionist at the Private Hospital didn't know either). Clearly the doctor must have thought it was necessary to have two otherwise he wouldn't have booked them; why did I need a written explanation from him? Did they think I'd twisted his arm and begged him to let me have two? What the...?

Jerks.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Apparently I'm Australian/Italian!

Writing about memes reminded me of how much I like memes and quizzes, so I found this (taken from http://coopervader.livejournal.com/45878.html)

Nationalities Test

English
[X] You drink a lot of tea.
[X] You know what a brolly is.
[ ] Deal or No Deal has taken over your life.
[ ] You wanted Ben to win X Factor.
[X] You use the word "bugger" or the phrase "bloody hell."
[X] Fish and Chips are yummy.
[X] You can eat a Full English Breakfast.
[ ] You dislike emos almost as much as you dislike chavs.
[ ] It's football.... not soccer.
Total = 5

Australian
[ ] You wear flipflops all year.
[X] You call flipflops "thongs" not flipflops.
[x] You love a backyard barbie.
[X] You know a barbie is not a doll.
[X] You love the beach.
[X] Sometimes you swear without realizing.
[ ] You're a sports fanatic.
[ ] You are tanned.
[X] You're a bit of a bogan.
[X?] You have an Australian something.
Total = 7

Italian
[ ] The Sopranos is a great show.
[ ] Your last name ends in a vowel
[X] Your grandmother makes her own sauces.
[X] You know how a real meatball tastes.
[ ] You know Italian songs.
[ ] You have dark hair and dark eye color.
[X] You speak some Italian.
[X] You are under 5'10''.
[X] Pizza/spaghetti is the best foods in the world.
[/] You talk with your hands.
Total = 6

Spanish
[ ] You say 'member instead of remember.
[ ] You speak Spanish or some.
[X] You like tacos.
[ ] YoU TyPe LiKe ThIs On YoUr CoMpUtEr
[ ] You are dark skinned.
[ ] You know what a Puta is.
[ ] You talk fast occasionally.
[X] You have had highlights or have dyed your hair.
[ ] You know what platanos are.
Total = 2

Russian
[ ] You say villian as: Vee-lon.
[ ] You have more than one vodka bottle in your house.
[ ] You know the difference between channel 1 and RTVI.
[x] You know of somebody named Natasha.
[ ] You don't get cold easily.
[ ] You get into contests all the time.
[ ] You can easily make do with the cold weather.
[ ] You eat sushi more than once a week.
[ ] You love listening to techno.
Total = 1

Polish
[X] Your parents let you drink.
[ ] You know what a pizda is.
[ ] You have Pierogi at least once a week.
[ ] People always ask to see your "kielbasa" checking if your Polish.
[X] People randomly call you their best friend.
[ ] You have made/know what pisanki are.
[ ] You laughed when Poland beat the USA in the 2002 World Cup.
Total = 2

Irish
[X] You think beer is the best.
[ ] You have a bad temper
[ ] Your last name starts with a Mc, Murph, O', Fitz or ends with a y, on, un, an, in, ry, ly, y.
[X] You have blue or green eyes.
[X] You like the color green.
[ ] You have been to a St. Patty's day party.
[ ] You have a family member from Ireland.
[X] You have/had blonde hair.
[X] You have/had freckles.
Total = 5

African-American
[ ] You say nigga casually.
[ ] You have nappy hair.
[ ] You like rap.
[ ] You know how to shoot a gun.
[X] You like chicken.
[X] You like watermelon.
[ ] You can ‘sing’ gospel.
[ ] You smoke newports.
Total = 2

Asian
[ ] You have small eyes.
[X] You like rice a lot.
[ ] You are good at math.
[ ] You have played the piano.
[ ] You have family from Asia.
[X] You laugh sometimes covering your mouth.
[ ] Most people think you're Chinese.
[ ] You call hurricanes typhoons.
[ ] You go to Baulko.
Total = 2

German
[X] You like bread.
[ ] You think American Chocolate is good.
[ ] You speak some German.
[X] You know what Schnitzel is.
[ ] You hate it when stupid people call you a Nazi.
[X] You went to Pre-school
[X] You're under 5'4".
Total = 4

Canadian
[ ] You like to ride 4 wheelers.
[X] You love beer.
[X] You say eh.
[ ] You know what poutine is
[ ] You speak some French.
[ ] You love Tim Horton's.
[X] At one point you lived in a farm house.
[ ] You watch Degrassi.
Total = 3

French
[X] You like french toast
[X] You love wine
[ ] You speak a little or are fluent in french
[ ] You have eaten a snail.
[ ] You like fashion.
[ ] You have been to France.
[X] You are either a Catholic, a Muslim, a Protestant or a Jew
Total = 3

American
[ ] You hate foreigners.
[ ] You hate non-Christians.
[X] You've been to more then 5 states (I'm counting Australian states =D)
[X] You're lazy.
[X] You are not cultured.
[x] You hate abortion
[ ] But love the death penalty.
[ ] You don't read.
[ ] You shop at walmart.
Total = 4

Norwegian
[ ] You know what lefse is
[ ] You can speak some Norwegian
[ ] You love trolls
[ ] You know what lutefisk is
[ ] You have been whale hunting/seeing
[ ] Food made with potatoes and flour rule
[ ] Fish and/or whale is a huge part of your diet
[X] You have blue or green eyes and have blonde or brown hair
[X] You know how to fish and have fished before
Total = 2

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Something strange!

I was just reading through past posts when I stumbled upon these answers to a meme:

7 things you can't live without:
1. God.
Okay, I'm changing the question. Here are 6 things I wouldn't like to live without, but they aren't necessary as long as I have God:
2. Music
3. Internets
4. Pens and paper
5. Pasta with cheese
6. Animals
7. My bed


It's very freaky and kind of funny how much this situation has changed. Not only am I more certain that the only thing on this list I can't live without is God, but circumstances have lead me to give up most of the others, all within a couple of months of answering the meme. Let's go through the list and see why:

2. Music
I don't listen to music as often. I don't feel the need to have it on constantly. I'm too unwell to play bass (I get tired easily so playing bass frustrates me).

3. Internets
Our internet download doesn't last as long as it used to, and this doesn't bother me as much as it initially did.

4. Pens and paper
My ill state (tiredness and possibly the anaemia) has made me less inclined towards writing.

5. Pasta with cheese
In attempts to stop my tummy from killing me I've given up a lot of foods, including cheese, and I rarely have pasta. This was my food staple. It is no more.

6. Animals
Hehe... okay, so not everything on the list is gone.

7. My bed
I still love sleeping, but a while back I kept getting insomnia from my tummy problems (it was like drinking an energy drink combined with being pregnant and needing to use the toilet every 5 mins... too much info, I know). I started sleeping on the floor 'cos it seemed to help. Since then I've grown out of love with my bed, and I now sleep on my floor. Weird, but true.

ISN'T THIS AMAZING?!

God is still my number 1 thing I can't live without =D