So I had a pretty not fantastic day today/yesterday, I had like… lucid nightmares last night 0/10 would not recommend, apparently they’re a side effect of the pills I’m on at the moment (the nightmare part, not the lucid part) and yeah it sucked and I’ve been feeling awful since.
So when I get up I check my bank balance and I had gotten my government money for the week so I pay my rent and my power bill and after that I have $30 left for the rest of the week. I go up the road to buy food for the week and I get to the wine section.
And then I stand there agonizing if I can justify buying a $10 bottle of wine for the weekend when I’ve been going round the store at snail speed buying budget cans of tomatoes and bread and a cauliflour that’s been reduced cause it needs to be eaten in like 24 hours and if I buy the wine I will just have enough to buy milk and toilet paper and whatever else that flat needs that it’s my turn to buy
But then I’m like fuck it, the other flatmates are planning on a party on friday and I’ll be a buzzkill if I’m not drinking I’ll buy it but I’m not drinking it till the weekend.
Go up to pay, watching the screen so intently cause the total will be within 50c of what I have in my account, the girl asks me for my I.D, I give it to her, look away from the screen as I fumble to put it back in my wallet, and then she’s like “that will be $19.87c” and I’m like wtf… and just kinda blink at her and hand over my card and pay and walk out the store.
Check my receipt once outside and she forgot to scan the fucking wine after all that.
So now I’m sitting back at home eating tinned tomatoes on toast with a stolen $10 bottle of wine in my fridge I’m gonna get so much bad karma for this one.
This concludes my exciting life update.
fun fact one time robert pattinson was supposed to get punk’d at the bar where my cousin works and they got all the employees in on it and everything but when it came time to punk him his friends couldn’t get him to leave his house and that’s when I knew I loved robert pattinson
I’m really fucking excited/scared cause I’ve applied for this incredible opportunity to work as an RA at the hall of residence I lived at last year, like it’s seriously so ideal, free board, food, power, internet, living like 4 minutes from campus, incredible chance to develop project management and communication skill, heaps of opportunities for creative directing, will look so A+ on the resume, so many perks and essentially 0 downsides.
And I just checked my emails and had one from the Head of Hall inviting me out for a coffee on thursday to talk about my application, a whole week before applications close and like weeks before official shortlisiting and interviews (it’s hella competitive, like 20-30 people apply and there are 7-8 places)
The email was worded so positively and so it’s either because my application was impressive and she wants to talk about the serious possibility of me getting it, or it’s to let me down gently haha because I’m so fucking passionate about doing this which definitely showed in my cover letter.
So equally excited/nervous with the possibilities eeeehhhashfaklgfkdagsl