i return from the bowels of mordor
My office is strangely fun but tiresome to be in. By the end of three weeks all I could think of was what I'd be doing on Monday only to realise I wasn't going to be working anymore. But they like me so they asked me if I could come back to work fulltime for summer after uni finishes. So I said yes, because hello... MONEYZ~!!! They have not told me anything officially yet though, so maybe they don't want me back after all. Like how a person says "I had a great time. We should do this again" at the end of a date, then leaves you cold... I think it's cause they don't want to fire the other chick, but they told me she's super ummm not good so iono man. I don't want to think I usurped at 40yrold out of the receptionist seat.
Back to uni. I have approximately three weeks to write ten thousand words. Primary/first hand research involving sitting my ass down and playing jenga in Norita - this is legitimate research people. I am doing a ~rhythmanalysis~ on it. I also have no inspiration for my creative writing piece due in a month.
Friends and I were working out budget for a trip to Hong Kong in the coming year. I plan to sleep on someones floor to save on accomodation and have more money to... SHOPPPPP!!! ZOMG SO EXCITED I WANT SO MUCH CRAP RAWRAWRAWRAWR
I hate fate. Seriously this time last week I was gunna blow a crapload of money on online shopping, then all of a sudden the dollar is 65cents and everything is too fucking expensive. FUCK YOU. I have $400 READY AND RARING TO GO. I am not willing to pay 500. But god I am desperate for those items...
Surprisingly enough I've managed to abstain from buying clothes for the better part of a month. That's a freaking record since I have entered uni. Ironic... when I have no money all I can do is buy... and now when I am moderately loaded I have nothing to buy. *glares at aussie dollar*
-- -- -- -> oosez
sorry, this is a shit comeback post.
Back to uni. I have approximately three weeks to write ten thousand words. Primary/first hand research involving sitting my ass down and playing jenga in Norita - this is legitimate research people. I am doing a ~rhythmanalysis~ on it. I also have no inspiration for my creative writing piece due in a month.
Friends and I were working out budget for a trip to Hong Kong in the coming year. I plan to sleep on someones floor to save on accomodation and have more money to... SHOPPPPP!!! ZOMG SO EXCITED I WANT SO MUCH CRAP RAWRAWRAWRAWR
I hate fate. Seriously this time last week I was gunna blow a crapload of money on online shopping, then all of a sudden the dollar is 65cents and everything is too fucking expensive. FUCK YOU. I have $400 READY AND RARING TO GO. I am not willing to pay 500. But god I am desperate for those items...
Surprisingly enough I've managed to abstain from buying clothes for the better part of a month. That's a freaking record since I have entered uni. Ironic... when I have no money all I can do is buy... and now when I am moderately loaded I have nothing to buy. *glares at aussie dollar*
-- -- -- -> oosez
sorry, this is a shit comeback post.