Dimi demands you go see The Bourne Ultimatum
Why is it that when you have financial concerns, everything comes all at once so as to build into enormous financial disaster?
Recently we were lumped with our phone bill, gas bill, and electricity bill all at the same time. Next, work decides to cut back my hours from 25 a week, to just 14 because they're trying to cut costs. Even with just 14 hours a week though, I'm still earning too much according to the fucked up centrelink system, and since my working credit ran out last fortnight, they're not going to pay me anymore. That means that's $400 a fortnight less than I'd normally have. I'm slowly running out of food, my rent is due this week, and I get a letter in the mail today stating that I owe the Australian Taxation Office $200.
Two-hundred dollars!!!! That's how much rent I pay each fortnight. How the hell is it that I owe them that much, you may ask...
Well, as things go, I got my group certificate from work and all the other necessary documents to submit my tax return, so I did... two months ago. I got my tax return of $350 back and all was fine.
About a month later, I get a new group certificate from work claiming that I earned about $3000 more than what was mentioned in the first statement, and paid $300 more in tax and union fees. So, being the honest person that I am, I rang ATO and told them the situation. They told me to fill in a tax amendment form and post it in, so I did... (this was a month ago, if you don't remember).
Today... well, today was going quite well until I checked the mail. I had received a letter from ATO, and I thought "Hmm, ok... maybe I get more back on my tax return since I sent in that amendment". WRONG!!! Somehow I haven't paid ENOUGH tax and they want $200 of the $350 they paid me back. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?! I don't understand, and I really don't need this burden right now. I don't get paid until NEXT WEDNESDAY and somehow have to live on $30 until then. Then, when I do get paid I need to take $200 out for rent, $90 out for the gas bill, $200 out for ATO and somehow still have enough money left over to eat... with my pitiful work load lately, I earn less than $600 a fortnight.
It's getting to the point where I don't think I'll be able to afford to go to uni for much longer. It's unreasonable and I can no longer justify further study when even buying a bus pass is going to be difficult. I seriously need this editing job, not just for my own pleasure, but for financial stability. I can no longer rely on my job at Myer if they're going to keep finding ways to cut costs. What makes it worse is that my mother lost her own job recently, which means, if I'm desperate, I can't ring home for help. It's going to be interesting...
I'm sure things will settle down eventually, but it just seems that this shit always comes at the worst of times, and always all at once. *sigh* I dunno... I need sleep. My brain is overloaded with Bajka shit at the moment and I am throughly sick of it. Don't get me wrong, I love writing the story and wouldn't give it up for the world, but it's all I ever think about... it's all I ever talk about... goddamnit, I even DREAM Bajka! It's gotten to the point where I can no longer do anything without Bajka popping up in some shape or form. I've been working on Bajka non-stop for the last 6 weeks and I need a break.
I need to stop plotting future Bajka events that may or may not even make it into the story and just focus on the here and now. This is the sort of story that writes itself, with the characters dictating the direction. If a problem arises that needs to be nutted out, I'll deal with it when I get there. Until then, I just want to work on one thing at a time. WOULD YOU GUYS GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD AND LET ME SLEEP!!
I need a hobby...
On a completely unrelated note, I went and watched The Bourne Ultimatum at the cinema tonight - it was freakin' awesome!!! <3
On another completely unrelated note, I've noticed that the less sleep I have, the worse my vocabulary becomes and I tend to swear a lot more. FUCKSHITCUNTWHORE! Go me <3
On yet another completely unrelated note... yeah alright, I get the point... Current time spent awake: 10am - 2:52am (and counting).
Just go to bed already...
Yeah, yeah, whatever. If I could be motivated enough to move my arse the metre or so to my bed, I would have done it already. As it stands, it's much easier for my brain to process typing random shit than it is to produce any major motor functions. Either that or I'm just lazy. But, whatever works...
SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO BED!!!
o__O;;
Yes ma'am... (scary)
Goodnight.
Dimi's Random Thought For The Day: "Too much caffeine and not enough sleep make Dimi's brain go (schizo) something something... "
Recently we were lumped with our phone bill, gas bill, and electricity bill all at the same time. Next, work decides to cut back my hours from 25 a week, to just 14 because they're trying to cut costs. Even with just 14 hours a week though, I'm still earning too much according to the fucked up centrelink system, and since my working credit ran out last fortnight, they're not going to pay me anymore. That means that's $400 a fortnight less than I'd normally have. I'm slowly running out of food, my rent is due this week, and I get a letter in the mail today stating that I owe the Australian Taxation Office $200.
Two-hundred dollars!!!! That's how much rent I pay each fortnight. How the hell is it that I owe them that much, you may ask...
Well, as things go, I got my group certificate from work and all the other necessary documents to submit my tax return, so I did... two months ago. I got my tax return of $350 back and all was fine.
About a month later, I get a new group certificate from work claiming that I earned about $3000 more than what was mentioned in the first statement, and paid $300 more in tax and union fees. So, being the honest person that I am, I rang ATO and told them the situation. They told me to fill in a tax amendment form and post it in, so I did... (this was a month ago, if you don't remember).
Today... well, today was going quite well until I checked the mail. I had received a letter from ATO, and I thought "Hmm, ok... maybe I get more back on my tax return since I sent in that amendment". WRONG!!! Somehow I haven't paid ENOUGH tax and they want $200 of the $350 they paid me back. HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?! I don't understand, and I really don't need this burden right now. I don't get paid until NEXT WEDNESDAY and somehow have to live on $30 until then. Then, when I do get paid I need to take $200 out for rent, $90 out for the gas bill, $200 out for ATO and somehow still have enough money left over to eat... with my pitiful work load lately, I earn less than $600 a fortnight.
It's getting to the point where I don't think I'll be able to afford to go to uni for much longer. It's unreasonable and I can no longer justify further study when even buying a bus pass is going to be difficult. I seriously need this editing job, not just for my own pleasure, but for financial stability. I can no longer rely on my job at Myer if they're going to keep finding ways to cut costs. What makes it worse is that my mother lost her own job recently, which means, if I'm desperate, I can't ring home for help. It's going to be interesting...
I'm sure things will settle down eventually, but it just seems that this shit always comes at the worst of times, and always all at once. *sigh* I dunno... I need sleep. My brain is overloaded with Bajka shit at the moment and I am throughly sick of it. Don't get me wrong, I love writing the story and wouldn't give it up for the world, but it's all I ever think about... it's all I ever talk about... goddamnit, I even DREAM Bajka! It's gotten to the point where I can no longer do anything without Bajka popping up in some shape or form. I've been working on Bajka non-stop for the last 6 weeks and I need a break.
I need to stop plotting future Bajka events that may or may not even make it into the story and just focus on the here and now. This is the sort of story that writes itself, with the characters dictating the direction. If a problem arises that needs to be nutted out, I'll deal with it when I get there. Until then, I just want to work on one thing at a time. WOULD YOU GUYS GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD AND LET ME SLEEP!!
I need a hobby...
On a completely unrelated note, I went and watched The Bourne Ultimatum at the cinema tonight - it was freakin' awesome!!! <3
On another completely unrelated note, I've noticed that the less sleep I have, the worse my vocabulary becomes and I tend to swear a lot more. FUCKSHITCUNTWHORE! Go me <3
On yet another completely unrelated note... yeah alright, I get the point... Current time spent awake: 10am - 2:52am (and counting).
Just go to bed already...
Yeah, yeah, whatever. If I could be motivated enough to move my arse the metre or so to my bed, I would have done it already. As it stands, it's much easier for my brain to process typing random shit than it is to produce any major motor functions. Either that or I'm just lazy. But, whatever works...
SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO BED!!!
o__O;;
Yes ma'am... (scary)
Goodnight.
Dimi's Random Thought For The Day: "Too much caffeine and not enough sleep make Dimi's brain go (schizo) something something... "