Hm.
I never used to like talking about myself. My dad would make me and I'd be really embarassed. I guess I can sort of blame it on the seemingly endless job search I've been doing for 18 months... suddenly I seem to be talking about myself ALL THE TIME. Someone asks me a question and, after answering at length, I realise (usually too late) that it's probably polite to ask a similar question in return.
Captainess Self-Centered, much?
This Semester is going to be insane. The way work goes around my uni timetable, I am only going to be present at Tuesday and every other Saturday dinner at college. All the others I will either be too late for, have to have early dinner for due to choir, or just won't be here. This is somewhat depressing and will surely limit my social circle slightly. My dad, after two years of asking me every week whether or not I had found a job, has found something else to pick at - my social life. Apparently I do not have enough fun with other humanoid creatures. Well now that I'm working 20 hours a week with a 75 minute commute - it's not gonna happen!!
Probably shouldn't be complaining while I currently owe him about $1400. I have surprised myself by how quickly I've paid off the rest of my laptop money, but it's really only because the big softie is paying me $16/h to pressure wash the tennis court and paint Christmas Decorations. Unfortunately now that I'm no longer at home (most of the time), I have to siphon off my salary.
Just spent about fifteen minutes explaining my timetable to Zoe, which I guess shows how complicated it is. I also won't be able to make any JWAS screenings anymore thanks to work. Not that I'm not happy to be working - it means I'm doing a lot more with my time and getting valuable experience etc etc but BLEH.
Doctor Horrible is sadface.
Captainess Self-Centered, much?
This Semester is going to be insane. The way work goes around my uni timetable, I am only going to be present at Tuesday and every other Saturday dinner at college. All the others I will either be too late for, have to have early dinner for due to choir, or just won't be here. This is somewhat depressing and will surely limit my social circle slightly. My dad, after two years of asking me every week whether or not I had found a job, has found something else to pick at - my social life. Apparently I do not have enough fun with other humanoid creatures. Well now that I'm working 20 hours a week with a 75 minute commute - it's not gonna happen!!
Probably shouldn't be complaining while I currently owe him about $1400. I have surprised myself by how quickly I've paid off the rest of my laptop money, but it's really only because the big softie is paying me $16/h to pressure wash the tennis court and paint Christmas Decorations. Unfortunately now that I'm no longer at home (most of the time), I have to siphon off my salary.
Just spent about fifteen minutes explaining my timetable to Zoe, which I guess shows how complicated it is. I also won't be able to make any JWAS screenings anymore thanks to work. Not that I'm not happy to be working - it means I'm doing a lot more with my time and getting valuable experience etc etc but BLEH.
Doctor Horrible is sadface.