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10/11/2010 by etiennefish
Yesterday, I was very close to biting the bullet and growing up. I was going to do the adult thing. You know, do something I really didn’t want to do because I didn’t have a lot of other options (i.e. take a job I wasn’t interested in taking). But then, I realised that I, ever the idealist, really didn’t want to make that jump. So, I didn’t. And here I am, one massive leap of faith later, still desperately searching for a job, and clinging to the hope that things will work themselves out in the end, and that something amazing and fabulous will come my way… and still pretty much in exactly the same position as last time I had a panic attack. Well, except for that fact that now, my permit to live in this country runs out in about 3 weeks instead of a couple months, and I don’t even have enough money to get some place else, much less get a flat, feed myself, etc. It’s pretty awesome. Stiiilllll, that’s some time, isn’t it? I’ve been doing my work, keeping up my side of the bargain. There are more than 150 applications floating around out there in the ethers of internet-land. And even better? Not all of them have been denied yet! So yes, I believe that it is of utmost importance that everyone carry on keeping their fingers crossed for me, because I still have the misplaced faith that a life of fabulousness and daydreams may be just around the corner. Of course, you know, I’d settle for a job too.
In other news, my laptop is still somewhere in the bowels of Apple-land. I desperately miss it, being as attached as I was to its constant presence in my life. I hope that it will be returned to me soon. WITH all my files, documents, photos, etc. still on it. I mean, how many times does a person have to lose all physical ties with their past before they start feeling like they no longer have one? Photos and my writings are extremely important to me as the markers of places I’ve been and people I’ve met along the way. I REALLY hope I didn’t lose it all. Again. Clearly not my week. Sigh.
But on the positive side? Only TWO job rejections today! Ooh, and I decided I was allowed a cappuccino and some Haribo deliciousness in compensation. Hey every cloud right? Plus, who knows? Tomorrow could be the day that good things happen.
Oh and to all those I once served with (and the rest of uniformed masses)? Happy Veteran’s day tomorrow.