My hopeless obsession

Had a few drinks with the girls last night. Saw Thane.

As always, he looked hot. Gave me and Amber a kiss as soon as he saw us at the tavern. I got the shivers. I used to have a crush on this guy. But for some reason, I didn't find him as attracted as before.

Sure, the brooding smile was still there. The guy looks down on me from his 6'1 frame. His blond locks looked amazing and his light blue eyes were unbelievable. We were judging the people doing the karaoke last night at the tavern and Amber and I were just basically acting like idiots because everytime a guy walks past us, they stopped to look.

Having watched Bad Boys II about three times in a week, we started talking like Martin Lawrence and Will Smith - in short, like African-American with a little bit of gangsta zest.

"What? Does Ricky Martin has a concert or something? Get the fuck on.. " I said to one guy who dared to look at me.

"Hey isn't it low tide? Don't you have some relatives to pick up or something.." Amber said.

Sometimes we crack ourselves up.

By the way, I wasn't drunk. I've been sober for two weeks now. I'm proud. I haven't gotten drunk since I had that bad incident with the Smirnoff Vodka.

I still drink though but not to get drunk. That's a big improvement.

Thane wanted to go clubbing afterwards so we all agreed to go to Shooters for a little while. Since Amber drank a fair bit of alcohol last night, I was the designanted driver. I didn't mind. I'm over getting drunk out of my skull. I'd rather drive my girlfriends somewhere safe than be an idiot and be drunk altogether.

At Shooters, it was hot and sticky but a lot of hot guys. So Amber and I did our thing, dancing on the dance floor with guys wanting to dance with us. We always end up just teasing them. Dance with them for a few minutes and then walk off.

More than once I saw Thane checked me out. He would come around and start dancing with no one in particular he always ended up dancing right next to me an then facing me with a cute smile on his gorgeous face.

But since I was over him [not that anything happened between him and I], I was just happy to see him wanting to dance with me but can't cause he knows what I'm like on the dance floor.

Everytime a guy dances with me, he'd look over to see if I'll dance with the guy. A few times I danced with guys just to see what his reaction would be. He would immediately come over and would start dancing with us and once he sees that there aren't any guys behind us or next to us, he walks off.

I loved it. I don't hook up in clubs. I only hooked up with him because B dared us to.He was a good kisser but I've had better.

Now, it's Amber's time to salivate over him.

I've done my load [naughty, naughty, naughty girl..].


I love my job

I'm getting better with my job.

I love it. I love it. I love it.

I think I'll stay to this one for a long while.

The pay is good. The people I work with are nice. My boss is such a sweetie. The work is a bit hard but I'm slowly learning and I'm getting the hang of things.

Of course I pray everytime I drive to work [I really, really do].

I just feel lucky because I work for one of the top hotel chains in the world and I don't even have enough experience to start with. They took a chance with me and I'm so grateful for that.

I'm already inside the hospitality industry [hotels to be specific]. It's to me to work my way up.

I'm still a bit nervous everytime I come into work but I guess it comes iwth the territory. I'll get used to it. I know I will. I have to.

I'm going to keep this job.

Nikki is not a quitter.


But there's one thing Nikki needs to quit from

Smoking.

I've been coughing really bad these past few days.

Isn't it weird that as soon as you tell yourself that you'd stop smoking you stared chain smoking? It's like your body is playing a curel trick on your in which your health is at stake. Everytime I drive to work, I smoke three cigarettes consecutively.

And then another three when I drive back home. Sometimes four when I get really really tired.

I always wind my window all the way down and turn the volume of my stereo up to keep me awake. I don't speed or anything. I just cruise across the city and smoke.

I don't take cigarette breaks at work. In don't want them thinking I'm this crazed party girl who will one day get too sick to work from partying the night before.

I want to maintain my sweet persona - the sweet, thoughtful, Catholic girl who doesn't say anything bad about anyone. I'm that at work.

So if ever you decided to come to the Gold Coast and stayed at the hote I'm working for, you'll see what I'm like at ten o'clock in the morning, with my hair pulled back, no make up whatsover and with a big smile on my face.

Just don't get a little too freaked out. I'm still me.



Red Bull is my new addiction

Since I need all the energy I can get at work, I've taken a new addiction - Red Bull.

It gives you wings.

It really really does.


On Johnson

We're doing ok. But we're taking things slow.

One step at a time.

So we can get it right this time.