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Meh, today is a funny day. Well I should say, I feel funny today. I feel strange everyday though. I'm frustrated by my lack of funds. Whenever I get paid my money seems to be gone within the next three days. And thats not because I blow it...its just the fucking cost of living.
I'm supposed to be getting my arse down to centrelink, but I feel like crap...just tired and sore all over with a dry throat. I really need to go tomorrow. No, I mean I HAVE to go tomorrow.
Still looking for a job. I don't even think my school has sent my final prac report and details to Ed. QLD yet. I will be talking to them next week, as it is holidays this week. The sooner uni have my report and I receive my academic transcript the better I will feel. I still don't even feel like I have finished because it is taking so long to get my results finalised.
I hate the feeling of not knowing where I am going. I hate not knowing. I have goals, lots of them, but I need to be working. I get frustrated when I'm not.
Some good news, I will be doing some paintings for Jess. I really am no longer a painter though...it frustrates me more than anything and I no longer get the pleasure I used to. I suppose I'm not as paitient as I used to be.
I'm listening to a fuck off set by James Zabiela that I downloaded. Its in five parts so thats five hours of goodness. I love broadband.
I'm supposed to be getting my arse down to centrelink, but I feel like crap...just tired and sore all over with a dry throat. I really need to go tomorrow. No, I mean I HAVE to go tomorrow.
Still looking for a job. I don't even think my school has sent my final prac report and details to Ed. QLD yet. I will be talking to them next week, as it is holidays this week. The sooner uni have my report and I receive my academic transcript the better I will feel. I still don't even feel like I have finished because it is taking so long to get my results finalised.
I hate the feeling of not knowing where I am going. I hate not knowing. I have goals, lots of them, but I need to be working. I get frustrated when I'm not.
Some good news, I will be doing some paintings for Jess. I really am no longer a painter though...it frustrates me more than anything and I no longer get the pleasure I used to. I suppose I'm not as paitient as I used to be.
I'm listening to a fuck off set by James Zabiela that I downloaded. Its in five parts so thats five hours of goodness. I love broadband.