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It was a really crap day to begin with.
The sore throat came back, and with the thought of getting bronchitis twice in two months, I gave in to temptation and skipped my Chem lecture. Instead I was going to do my online test for Human Bio. But of course, the server had to be down when I accessed it, and now the test isn't due till Monday and I spent 2 hours doing bugger all.
I saw Plankton, with his partner in crime...and characteristically I was determined to ignore his presence, because I am not 15 anymore, and I shouldn't still have the remnants of a crush that originated...oh...4 years ago. I have no feelings, but the reflexes are still there. Usually his presence means that it is going to be a crap day, cos I'm superstitious like that.
Natalie hit me in the head with her octopus. Not once, not twice, but three times during our MBC lecture. It's not even an octopus, it looks more like a squid really. She got it from Underwater World in Singapore, and wouldn't shut up about it. His name is Kimmi/Kimmy and he's named after an F1 driver. I hate that octopus. Even though it's a furry toy octopus.
Instead of going to my OB lecture, I was a bit depressed and went to the city and bought some CD's. Go! Team and Morcheeba...haven't listened to them yet.
Then I got the call from Target, I got the job. I'm going to be working at Target in Bullcreek. That was the quickest response I've ever gotten from an interview. Which was two days ago. I now have 2 jobs. I'm a job magnet. But they're going to be selling the Noodle Bar anyway, so it won't be too bad. I got an SMS that afternoon, then the actual phone call congratulating me, then a call from my Mum saying that Target tried to call me and she asked whether I got a phone call from them.
What also happened? I feel warm and fuzzy at the moment. I had agreed to have a drink at the Tav with a friend...by the end of the drink he was more than a friend, and things are eerily weird and great and I really should leave it at that. ;) Whether I would refer to him as a boyfriend is another story. I'm still slightly shocked about the whole situation, and paranoid that he is reading this as I type.
The sore throat came back, and with the thought of getting bronchitis twice in two months, I gave in to temptation and skipped my Chem lecture. Instead I was going to do my online test for Human Bio. But of course, the server had to be down when I accessed it, and now the test isn't due till Monday and I spent 2 hours doing bugger all.
I saw Plankton, with his partner in crime...and characteristically I was determined to ignore his presence, because I am not 15 anymore, and I shouldn't still have the remnants of a crush that originated...oh...4 years ago. I have no feelings, but the reflexes are still there. Usually his presence means that it is going to be a crap day, cos I'm superstitious like that.
Natalie hit me in the head with her octopus. Not once, not twice, but three times during our MBC lecture. It's not even an octopus, it looks more like a squid really. She got it from Underwater World in Singapore, and wouldn't shut up about it. His name is Kimmi/Kimmy and he's named after an F1 driver. I hate that octopus. Even though it's a furry toy octopus.
Instead of going to my OB lecture, I was a bit depressed and went to the city and bought some CD's. Go! Team and Morcheeba...haven't listened to them yet.
Then I got the call from Target, I got the job. I'm going to be working at Target in Bullcreek. That was the quickest response I've ever gotten from an interview. Which was two days ago. I now have 2 jobs. I'm a job magnet. But they're going to be selling the Noodle Bar anyway, so it won't be too bad. I got an SMS that afternoon, then the actual phone call congratulating me, then a call from my Mum saying that Target tried to call me and she asked whether I got a phone call from them.
What also happened? I feel warm and fuzzy at the moment. I had agreed to have a drink at the Tav with a friend...by the end of the drink he was more than a friend, and things are eerily weird and great and I really should leave it at that. ;) Whether I would refer to him as a boyfriend is another story. I'm still slightly shocked about the whole situation, and paranoid that he is reading this as I type.