Excercise

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA one second HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA

Excericse and my body just don’t seem to have a relationship together. We aren’t even friends. We aren’t even aquantances. If I saw exercise in the street I would point and laugh and keep walking.

I know what your thinking. Yes I am unfit. Yes I cant run 20meteres without getting puffed. But really I don’t think I need to work out. I don’t want to be an Olympic runner anytime soon. Im not fat either.

Sweatyness, red faced, disgusting. That’s why I don’t ‘work out’.

Joggers are probaley the most daggiest shoes ever. They just don’t match my skinny white legs. And then you plus the daggy tights and the daggy singlet. And then the sports bra, to hold my knockers in place. The whole exercise outfit does not relate well with me.

Exercise, go and suck one. I never want to be friends with you ever.

ECARDS.

Ecards have single handly decorated the various blog walls and facebook walls.

Ecards are the most original and funny photos I personally have ever seen.

Each one is so original and strikes a laugh out of its audience.

Here are few of my favouirite :

www.someecards.com

Cooking. Yeah. No

Every little girl grew up learning how to cook in hope that one day that they grow up and cook for their family.
I was missed on the cooking tree. My dad was the cooker of the family and unfortunately he never taught me.

This has resulted in me being a lousy cook. Lousy meaning all I can cook is toast and crumpets.
Sandwiches are my strong suit.

That's all I can bring to the table. Sandwiches. That can feed my family for a while can't it?

I recently made a cake for my boyfriend in hope I would at least impress him with the fact that I can make a packet cake. I did not impress. The cake was 'dry'.

I am a bit of a failure to the female population.
Looks like I am marrying a chef then?

Sushi I OVE YOU

Stress relievers- everyone has one. Most people's stress relievers will most likely be either smokes, alcohol, chocolate or tv.

Mines sushi.
I didnt realise this until exam week at Uni. After each stressful day of Uni I would crave sushi like no other.

Eating it seemed to calm me down and I would feel so happy and satisfied after eating my favouirtie food in the whole world.

I then finished Uni and didn't crave it as much and then it dawned on me the importance sushi has on my physiological state of mind.

Sushi. I love you

First World Problem: Guests at my work

One thing I will never grow to understand are guests that stay in the hotel that I work out. What they say and do I will never be able to understand at all.

I don’t understand why its our fault that you want to cancel your booking and that its our fault your losing money because of the exchanges rate. If you tell me that you didn’t read the terms and conditions and the confirmation letter that we send you how is it our fault that we didn’t tell you about the surcharge.

It really isn’t wize to be a dickhead to us upon check in. This is our hotel and you want to stay with us. Refusing to pay for a certain charge is probabley right for you to do but really isn’t wize. Althought I am short, skinny and blonde and your tall old and angry I can tell you to turn your ass around and get out of the hotel.

And the minibar- my favourite part. You think you are funny when you lie and say ‘no I didn’t consume anything from the minibar’. Jokes on you. We find that you did and I get as much (and probeley even more) satisfaction  when I charge your ass. Liars cant get past me. I am ruthless and I am the mini bar police.

My job isn’t worth working without an angry guests or 4 showing their mean side.

Chapter 1: HELLO

My name is Amy Lewis. My middle name is rea like diarohhea and i cant spell.
I am 19 and live in NSW.
I have two hospitality jobs and thats great fun juggling these two jobs.
The word obsession really does not describe my love for sushi.
I am obsessed with quotes.
I am a bit different and a way too bit weird.
So enjoy reading this blog... it will be updated regularly.

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