Dear Diary
Well well well. here I am again. I have accomplished a few things, not to worry. but there are many things that I still want and need to do. I am officially unemployed. But, I am also not actively looking for a job, which is not the brightest thing for me to be doing, for I have about $20 in my bank account and a credit card bill to pay as well as a wonderful debt to my parents.
There is potential. I am thinking, because I do have quite a bit of free time at the moment, go back to the hotel, poke around for a job there and see what comes up. If that doesn't work, then I will do fashion assisting. Where you ask? I haven't got any idea.
The man from Oneill is expecting me to call for that modeling gig, but I don't think I will do that for another few weeks, so my giant ass can shrink back down to the skinny that it was pre-holiday.
I have not only started reading, but writing a novel! I am unsure what it is about right now, but the stories are coming along quite well. I have an idea about the character, loosely based on myself as well as the people I run into in everyday life.
I cannot believe that I have been working for 12 years now. Working with kids has become such second nature that I wonder why I am fighting the teaching gigs so much. I can teach in a private elementary school and kick major ass! I applied to teach Fashion Design at a summer camp, which could be one of the greatest experiences. I mean, I have been sewing since I was a wee lil lass, so to be able to pass that on to a bunch of snobby kids who want to go onto Project Runway will be awesome!
And as much as I may be saying that I want a boyfriend, I think I want one so I can break up with him. It wasn't fair that I hed been broken up with. And as logical as the decision may have been, I wish I could have done it.
I'm hungry, i think I will have some ice chips.
There is potential. I am thinking, because I do have quite a bit of free time at the moment, go back to the hotel, poke around for a job there and see what comes up. If that doesn't work, then I will do fashion assisting. Where you ask? I haven't got any idea.
The man from Oneill is expecting me to call for that modeling gig, but I don't think I will do that for another few weeks, so my giant ass can shrink back down to the skinny that it was pre-holiday.
I have not only started reading, but writing a novel! I am unsure what it is about right now, but the stories are coming along quite well. I have an idea about the character, loosely based on myself as well as the people I run into in everyday life.
I cannot believe that I have been working for 12 years now. Working with kids has become such second nature that I wonder why I am fighting the teaching gigs so much. I can teach in a private elementary school and kick major ass! I applied to teach Fashion Design at a summer camp, which could be one of the greatest experiences. I mean, I have been sewing since I was a wee lil lass, so to be able to pass that on to a bunch of snobby kids who want to go onto Project Runway will be awesome!
And as much as I may be saying that I want a boyfriend, I think I want one so I can break up with him. It wasn't fair that I hed been broken up with. And as logical as the decision may have been, I wish I could have done it.
I'm hungry, i think I will have some ice chips.