Just a sip of whine...
I think the reason I'm not doing any work is because I'm so daunted by the prospect. I have shit-loads of essays to do, a ton of research, and we have less than two weeks to do all of our development for Art. That is twenty hours of work, experimenting and incorporating with different mediums-- it makes my brain hurt just thinking about it.
I should probably stop thinking about it and just do it but... screw it. Seriously.
Sam got the job he applied for :D I'm happy for him, because it finally means he won't be borrowing money (I hope), but also supremely jealous because he just walked into that job, basically. I have been looking for a job all summer. What is wrong with me? What, exactly, is it that makes me so unemployable? Is it my lack of experience working in shops? Well, reality check, bucko-- I'm only seventeen, and I've been slaving away at a farm for the last four years. Not what you want? I'd like to see you do it.
Bitter? Yeah. Very bitter. I will happily do anything that isn't waitressing (sorry, I've learnt to value my voice and I'm not taking chances of it going again). Hell, I'd embrace becoming a pale, mythical warden of the treasure at Argos! ARGH.
I'm not in a bad mood, I just feel the need to vent these things :) Oh, and Mum is making chocolate cake. And we're not allowed any. Humph. I think I need to go for a loooooooong ride, do at least one essay and one piece of artwork, then do more work tomorrow. On Wednesday I'm hanging with Laura and maybe going to town to drop off application forms etcetera and probably spending money I don't have (I'm operating under the illusion that 'I'll have more money soon'). I already owe Laura a fiver, so I'm not going to borrow anything.
Looking forward to Hallowe'en, though! I don't know what to be, but I'm sure I'll think of something. I could do pirate again, but I've already done that. Time for something new! :D I've decided I'm not going to be a pirate again until Dead Man's Chest. Though I won't dress up to see it, cause that's sad. I'll just wear a shirt with MOOG written on it, to see if there are any fellows around. Which there won't be, because we are a rare breed.
I really need some chocolate.
Fran xxx