Right so there are ooooodles of things that make me different from everyone else… the first one being that I actually Googled a synonym for the word *countless* as I thought that was a boring word and I wanted to be different. Aaaaaand I came up with oooooodles haha. Normally I’d be able to come up with such a word without the aid of the mighty G to the Ooogle but meh it’s been a looooooooog couple of weeks and I’m quite tired to be honest.

Other things that make me different? well first of all I think the right way to address the question is “What makes me ME?” because obviously everyone’s different than everybody else so listing the multitudinous (yip another one from the Thesaurus!) ways I’m different would be fricken WAY too long. So yeah I’m waffling and that’s another thing that makes me ME. You see behind the scenes I normally would’ve written all the previous words on here and then thought “OMG woman you’re waffling… DELETE and keep to topic already!”… but seeing as this is Me I am keeping away from the delete button.

So what makes me ME? well I’m all sorts of random with a dash of the insane thrown in for effect. But, you know, not the kind of insane that means I’m constantly dodging the men in white coats with butterfly nets or anything… but the kind of insane/random where I sometimes say things out loud that most “normal” people would just say in their head and leave it at that. Yeeeah I don’t do that… I’m finally at a place in my life where I really don’t give a monkeys if people think I’m nuts… cos seriously? who wants to be normal/square/boring? Life’s too short for that crap.

So yeah, I post random status updates on Facebook and Twitter… I drive with one hand on the gearstick even when it’s in automatic… I always park on the right hand side of the Morrisons carpark at Killingworth… I always remember something that I was supposed to remember but didn’t about 2 minutes after it’s too late to do anything about it… I love the wrinkles I have from smiling and will never get rid of them… I adore wearing jandals and wear them even in the rain… I hate wearing my hair down for work because it just gets in my fricken way… I call people dude, dudette, chick, chickadee, chickadoodle, mate, etc etc… (unless you’re my mate DJ in NZ, then I endeavor to come up with random names such as man-whore and other such names which are too explicit for The Daily Rossco!)

Right that’s it… I’ve missed about 35mins of Juno AGAIN by writing this so I’m gonna leave it there dudes & dudettes!

and remember… Friendship is like peeing yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings

Til tomorrow! x

Ok ok ok ok OK so I’m a cheater cheater pumpkin eater (ewwww pumpkins are feral!) but anyways… I couldn’t pick just one picture that makes me happy.

So I didn’t! I chose a few of my family & one of my hometown of Lyttelton, Christchurch.

Right… someone I see myself marrying/being with in the future?

Ideally it would be this dude on the left….

bahahaha yeah in my dreams right?

Well yeah ok mayyyyybe you’re right… but looks-wise he’s right up my street anyways… tattoos are a definite must cos I think they’re totally hot on men haha.

Of course looks are only part of the package – I don’t want to end up with a tattooed hottie who’s a total asshole or has zero personality.

Ok so what will my future Mr be like?

He’ll be someone with a sense of humour because I’m all about having a laugh and I don’t take a lot of things too seriously…

He’ll be someone who likes music because music is my life and I would just shrivel up and die if I wasn’t able to have some form of tuneage going on…

He’ll be someone who accepts me and the fact that I’m a tad random/mad/bonkers/geeky… and that sometimes I need my alone time.

He’ll be someone who’s caring, considerate and sometimes spontaneously romantic – (f**ktards need not apply… been there done that!)

He’ll be someone who’s open to going on holidays to New Zealand! (so my family & friends can grill him haha)

Ummmmm what else? I think that’s enough for now haha if anyone thinks they fit the bill please fill out an application form and email to amandajaneross@gmail.com (along with a nakie photo hehe )

Mmmmmmmm Johnny Depp x

Well…. I don’t really have any proper nicknames I don’t think (but if anybody disputes this please comment and put me right!)

Actually that’s not true… I had a nickname at my last job which was a bit of a curly one – Izzy May! Now this came about because one of the products they produced had the name of “SMA motor”… and the guys took it upon themselves to call me Izzy May because when I said S.M.A in my awesome Kiwi twang that’s what it sounded like!! Random? hell yes but so classic!

Other boring ones I get called are… AJ (Amanda Jane), Rossy, Manda, Rossco, Mandy… oh and I got called Milly Molly Mandy by one of the uber-cool sales reps at my last job in NZ actually!

At high school my friend Sarah called me Birdy for some unknown reason… it was years ago and I can’t quite remember how it came about!

Oh and I have a mate back home in Christchurch who insists on addressing me in texts/pings as any one of the following… slutface, whore, hoebag, slutbucket, poo bum, bitch hahaha… but it’s ok cos I call him horndog, stalker, f**kface, loser, buttmunch haha. I guess we just have a special type of relationship!

Anyways… those are all the ones I can think of for now – but please let me know if I’ve forgotten any!

Til tomorrow kids just remember… never eat yellow snow. x

Ok so this post is going to be accurate for this immediate second in time but as I’m a bit of a free spirit I tend to change my plans/dreams/goals as often as George Michael frequents public toilets!

Plans…

• right this second my plan is to finish my drink and then decide if I shall pour another… or go to bed (its 12.05am on a Saturday night – technically Sunday morning)

• tomorrow’s plans are to sleep in a bit then cook Sunday dinner for myself, my cousin Suzy and her hubby Kevin. Arvo is still undecided yet – depending on the weather playing ball I might take the pooch to the beach and get some photos.
• next weeks plans are to enjoy having the house to myself and make sure I don’t f**k up at work.
• in two weeks my plans are to get my final wisdom tooth out and have no more dental pain!
• in three weeks my plans are unspecific at this point in time.
• in four weeks my plans are to pick up my best friend Amelia from the train station on the Friday and have a blast with her over that weekend!  This will include Nandos… sightseeing… LOTS of laughing… and if she’s not pregnant (she’s currently trying to get a bun in the oven!) we’ll be having a boozy Saturday night in in our trackpants watching telly just like old times in NZ

Dreams…

• find a bloke who accepts me for me to be my better half.
• do a road trip round America.
• own a big plot of land and design & build a killer house (designed and overseen by my Dad the builder!) and have lots of doggies or all breeds & sizes.
• maybe a sprog or two.

Goals…

• to prove myself in my new job and get it made permanent.
• to see Amsterdam with Sarah before the year is out.
• to start and finish my embroidery project before the year is out without losing interest! it’s a present for my Auntie.
• to experience living and working in the USA for at least a year at some point.
• to meet some of my Twitter buddies.
• to travel to Greece, Rome, Venice, Tuscany, Amsterdam, Scotland, Aosta Valley, Sweden, Germany, Naples, Cinque Terre and other places in Europe in the next year… or maybe year and a half haha.

Hokey pokey so that’s all that I can think of at this point… bet i’ll think of better stuff in the morning but I’m currently running on aboooooout 45% power…

God this is a bit of a hard one… actually after thinking about it for like a minute I’ve decided I want to trade lives with my brother John for the day!

Why you ask? Well he’s a pilot and I went up in a wee aerobatic plane with him a few years ago and absolutely loved it! (once I got over the “OMFG my little brother is flying this thing” panic haha) and I would just love to experience what it feels like to be able to do the tricks he did – stalls, loops etc.

Also in his everyday job flying round NZ it must be such a thrill to do something you love as a job – while also being scary as hell to think you are basically partly responsible for the lives of all passengers on board!

Oh… and mainly because my little brother is lucky as HELL so who knows, I might find a million dollars on the street haha.

Anyways… here’s some pics of my awesome wee brother (well I say wee but he’s almost twice my height haha)

Weeeeell this post is a day late because I had a specific photo in mind and searched high and low through my folders on my lapper to try and find it but could I? um no… THEN I realised it was on my Facebook so I opened it up to get it…. and of course FB crashed it’s wee little heart out for ages and by the time it got it’s shit sorted I was too sleepy to bother with it.  Long story short: it’s Facebooks fault that I didn’t do my post yesterday… so here it is!

This picture is of me and my birth brother and sister – Jamie and Bianca… that’s me in the middle (if you’re a bit of a retard and hadn’t figured that out haha… oh and the reason I say ‘birth brother and sister’ is because I was adopted out at birth but my birth parents went on to have two more kiddy-winks!)

Anyways… that’s it for today

Okaleee dokalleeee here it is people… chucked my iPhone iPod on shuffle and this is what she has come up with!

• One Step Closer – Linkin Park
• Out of Exile – Audioslave
• Pacifier – Shihad
• Dreams in my Head – Anika Moa
• Phlex – Blindspott
• Romeo and Juliet – The Killers
• Don’t Stop The Rain – James Morrison
• The Unforgiven – Metallica
• Angel of Harlem – U2
• Always Take The Weather With You – Crowded House

This post is proving to be harder than I thought! I’ve just gone through all my kazillions of photos and can’t find any recent photos of all of us Ross’s together…

There’s a few childhood ones but we never really got the camera out much after that haha… so it’s a few old ones I’m afraid!

Um…. this post is gonna be short & sweet because nobody has hurt me recently.

In fact, nobody has in a very, very  long time because I’ve been hurt in the past and have learnt to protect myself against it.

See – short and sweet! haha

x