Friday, January 26, 2007
The interview for Toys R Us went okay. There were three of us; all they did was tell us different scenarios, and had us tell them what we would do if that scenario ever occurred. And then, we were given our application, which had about a page of information on it, and we had five minutes to study it, and then we had a test. It was no problem for me, i just memorised the information and regurgitated it onto the test. One of the maths questions got me though, by got me, i mean, it took me around a minute to get it; the other questions were like 'how many days are there in 48 hours', oh please, it's like they're insulting us.
Instead of seeing my friend tomorrow i'm going to CityHunter, i was meant to see him today, but i didn't, mostly because i couldn't find the park we were meant to meet at. Geez, i never knew there were so many parks with a swing in Eastlakes.
I must admit, going back to school is daunting, but a lot less than previous years, where we didn't know what the hell we were getting into. At least this time we know what we're doing, since we've already had a term of it. What's even more daunting is that my mum is only staying in Australia as long as she has work, and the job she's currently in ends next Friday (because she's in a temp. agency, and they give her bits of temp. work here and there). Either the temp. agency will give her more work, the firm she's at now will keep her for a longer period of time, or she's going back to Malaysia next week. I'm just hoping that somewhere gives her more work. Although, it's just prolonging the inevitable. Last time she left i was a mess, but it was school holidays, hopefully this time going to school will take my mind off of it, and it won't effect me as much. It sounds hopeful on paper, but who knows when it comes down to it.
I've finally finished the narrative for my Advanced English. It's not that good, but, what can i do. I couldn't think of anything to write, which related to the imaginative journey, so i ended up writing about an oppressed popstar who turns out to be lesbian, runs off to Switzerland and commits suicide. The imaginative journey is only slightly present, as the popstar matures and comes to realise that money isn't everything, and through her love for another woman. But who the fuck cares about imaginative journey, it's great for gender studies. I tried to shake it up a bit, and i made it so that it's 2057, and the popstar's former lover is about to die, so releases the diary entries or whatever that the popstar wrote in 2007, to the public. Meh, it sounds confusing, but it really isn't. I can't even imagine writing in third person now, i'm going to take a leaf out of Tommy's book, and say it's cliche.
Dinner with my dad on Thursday night was alright, he did most of the talking. We had Thai, i wasn't that hungry. I'm going swimming with him on Sunday at the UNSW pool i think; which is great for me, it isn't that far.
On Monday, i think i'm going to see Dreamgirls, and on Tuesday i'm going to get a haircut.
Friday is the swimming carnival, God, please help us all. Sitting on the fucking concrete all day, some of it in the sun, sounds like a perfect day doesn't it. Sitting on the grass is so much better. But hey, at least we don't have to swim. So, we only really have two 'normal' school days, although, the first day will be pretty disruptive. The new timetable is going to be bad; i don't like change. I'm hoping that by the Monday after the swimming carnival, though, everything will be back to normal and i'll be used it, let's just hope that my mum doesn't go back to Malaysia anytime around then. I can't go back to school and have her gone at the same time, it's too much. In reality, it'll take me at least a month to get over my mum leaving. I can honestly say that the worst feeling in the world is having her leave.
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