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Yay snow. It actually stayed on the ground this time. Pretty.
It’s my dad’s birthday today. He’s 55. He loves playing golf, so I ordered personalised golf balls with his name on, to give him for Christmas. They only arrived this week, so now they’re his birthday present. He’s really pleased with them.
My course has been really boring this week. We’ve been sitting around all day doing absolutely nothing. Every week new people start and the tutors focus on their induction - and then the people who started the week before that are just sitting around, bored. There aren’t enough staff, and there’s been no mention of actually doing the computer course I signed up for. It seems like they just send us off on work placements and that’s it. Don’t get me wrong, that’s what I need. It would help me if I could get some recent experience. But I just don’t like the way the place is run. The past few days have felt like a waste of time. However, today one of the tutors went over my CV with me, told me how to improve it, and offered to try and get me an interview for a placement next week. So I hope that works out.
There’s been more charges from Ste’s bank account, from when his card was stolen and the person made his account overdrawn. We’ve now lost about £250, but they’re also thinking about refunding him the money because it wasn’t his fault. I think it’s really unfair that someone can rob money like that and then the bank charges even more money. Grr.
Oh, I’ve got a stalker. Kind of. About two months ago I got a text from a number I don’t know that simply read, “Minge.” Which was weird. I asked who it was, got no reply, so I eventually deleted the message. Three days ago I got another text saying “I love you.” I’m not totally sure but I think it’s the same number. I have no idea who it is, but it’s got to be somebody I used to know, whose number I’ve since deleted. I’m not really comfortable with this, but there’s not much I can do about it. I guess it’s not harmful, it’s just strange.
Time for a catch up on photos.
January 28th
My job hunting folder in class.
January 29th
I like graffiti like this.
January 30th
Timothy.
January 31st
The make-up I wear on a daily basis. I keep it minimal and natural looking - just concealer, a little bit of eyeliner and a bit of blusher.
February 1st
Sefton Park.
February 2nd
The first day of proper snow.
February 3rd
I wish I could just jet off on holiday!
February 4th
The radiator in my house that never works.
It’s my dad’s birthday today. He’s 55. He loves playing golf, so I ordered personalised golf balls with his name on, to give him for Christmas. They only arrived this week, so now they’re his birthday present. He’s really pleased with them.
My course has been really boring this week. We’ve been sitting around all day doing absolutely nothing. Every week new people start and the tutors focus on their induction - and then the people who started the week before that are just sitting around, bored. There aren’t enough staff, and there’s been no mention of actually doing the computer course I signed up for. It seems like they just send us off on work placements and that’s it. Don’t get me wrong, that’s what I need. It would help me if I could get some recent experience. But I just don’t like the way the place is run. The past few days have felt like a waste of time. However, today one of the tutors went over my CV with me, told me how to improve it, and offered to try and get me an interview for a placement next week. So I hope that works out.
There’s been more charges from Ste’s bank account, from when his card was stolen and the person made his account overdrawn. We’ve now lost about £250, but they’re also thinking about refunding him the money because it wasn’t his fault. I think it’s really unfair that someone can rob money like that and then the bank charges even more money. Grr.
Oh, I’ve got a stalker. Kind of. About two months ago I got a text from a number I don’t know that simply read, “Minge.” Which was weird. I asked who it was, got no reply, so I eventually deleted the message. Three days ago I got another text saying “I love you.” I’m not totally sure but I think it’s the same number. I have no idea who it is, but it’s got to be somebody I used to know, whose number I’ve since deleted. I’m not really comfortable with this, but there’s not much I can do about it. I guess it’s not harmful, it’s just strange.
Time for a catch up on photos.
January 28th
My job hunting folder in class.
January 29th
I like graffiti like this.
January 30th
Timothy.
January 31st
The make-up I wear on a daily basis. I keep it minimal and natural looking - just concealer, a little bit of eyeliner and a bit of blusher.
February 1st
Sefton Park.
February 2nd
The first day of proper snow.
February 3rd
I wish I could just jet off on holiday!
February 4th
The radiator in my house that never works.
