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i've got my final interview for canada on tuesday morning. i'm so effing nervous. not so much that i'll fuck up the interview, because according to tully you'd have to royally cock it up to not get offered a place somewhere. but just that panicky thought of what the fuck do i do if i don't get it? my whole plan for the next 2 years depends on me getting this job, if it doesn't work out i'll feel completely destroyed. i guess i've got my working visa already so if worst comes to worst i can always head over and try and find work while i'm over there, but i want this particular job so badly. so fingers crossed.
meanwhile the job-hunt for daytime work goes extremely badly. who would've thought it would be so hard? i have had the most terrible luck, i swear to god. luckily i've been working five nights a week at the restaraunt, although they've stiffed me of my monday off this week (bastards!) so i'm working until close monday through to saturday. which sucks. but the money will help greatly and i quite enjoy the work when we're not rushed off our feet, so all is not lost. now if i could just find a second job...
this weekend has been pretty awesome, despite the fact that i had absolutely nothing planned at the beginning of it. friday night work was dead so i got sent home at 7:30 and ventured to the swan basement with lee for the next big thing heat. we saw some good bands, we saw some shit bands, lee got hit on by a hot guy and i got cornered by a 50 year old guy named roger. ew. but luckily lee managed to save me and i caught up with john (who didn't stick around to hear that his band got into the semi's..?) so the night was still a success. saturday involved more job hunting followed by a crazy shift at suffice and then sleep. today i spent the day with the ex-boyfriend which was surprisingly a lot of fun and not the slightest bit weird. which in itself was weird. we saw "what the bleep do we know?!" and it was awesome, though it made my brain feel like it was about to dissolve into a sticky puddle. then tonight involved getting dragged out to queens by stef with blake, neil, sarah and neil's sister, but free drinks and heaters made for a good night. and it didn't cost me a cent! woo.
meanwhile the job-hunt for daytime work goes extremely badly. who would've thought it would be so hard? i have had the most terrible luck, i swear to god. luckily i've been working five nights a week at the restaraunt, although they've stiffed me of my monday off this week (bastards!) so i'm working until close monday through to saturday. which sucks. but the money will help greatly and i quite enjoy the work when we're not rushed off our feet, so all is not lost. now if i could just find a second job...
this weekend has been pretty awesome, despite the fact that i had absolutely nothing planned at the beginning of it. friday night work was dead so i got sent home at 7:30 and ventured to the swan basement with lee for the next big thing heat. we saw some good bands, we saw some shit bands, lee got hit on by a hot guy and i got cornered by a 50 year old guy named roger. ew. but luckily lee managed to save me and i caught up with john (who didn't stick around to hear that his band got into the semi's..?) so the night was still a success. saturday involved more job hunting followed by a crazy shift at suffice and then sleep. today i spent the day with the ex-boyfriend which was surprisingly a lot of fun and not the slightest bit weird. which in itself was weird. we saw "what the bleep do we know?!" and it was awesome, though it made my brain feel like it was about to dissolve into a sticky puddle. then tonight involved getting dragged out to queens by stef with blake, neil, sarah and neil's sister, but free drinks and heaters made for a good night. and it didn't cost me a cent! woo.