lights beyond
So: it looks like there may be some light shining at the end of the tunnel, apparently. This is according to my sources, and im not terribly sure about how much i trust them, but if its true i'll be a happy, happy girl.
it seems: that there may be the chance to talk to a bank manager at my branch, explain that its my salary cheque, and then they can approve the deposit and clear it immediately. If this miracle is possible, again i think i may just loose my cool and run screaming with joy through musgrave centre, but lets wait and see.
unfortunately: and just my luck, it was voting day today, therefore a public holiday, and therefore no bank managers available for me to discuss said problems with. dammit and damn them all to hell. I'll let you know when I've worked out who "them" is, but for the moment, i hate them all.
voting went well though; it was municipal elections, for one's ward and for the municipality in general. it was rather tricky actually choosing a party worthy of my vote, simply because none of the parties have proved their merit, or that they will actually help to make any positive change in my life, or the millions of others way less privileged as me. it makes me sick really; there wasn't actually anyone worthy of voting for, however i hate apathy and not voting at all worse than i hate the parties, so it was an obligatory affair. it was however, a public holiday, which meant i didn't have to feel guilty about not working for once. woohoo. Had a pool party and sat doing nothing but drinking and eating in the sun instead; a far better exercise i can assure you than pretending to work and not doing really doing much but feeling way guilty the whole time. This was guilt free indulgence. Although i have so much to do in the next few days, which means totally working on the weekend, so the guilt and worry is actually starting to settle in now. dammit again. How i long for guilt free life. A friend has just told me that he is working to save up enough money to quit for a good period of time and just do stuff that he enjoys; this period he hopes is around 2 years. Again i repeat 2 years. i want his life; a good 2 year period of time, guilt free and fancy free, but with monetary resources. Sigh, that's called heaven from where im sitting.
i love this| joke job/ life|| of mine. at least it makes me laugh
it seems: that there may be the chance to talk to a bank manager at my branch, explain that its my salary cheque, and then they can approve the deposit and clear it immediately. If this miracle is possible, again i think i may just loose my cool and run screaming with joy through musgrave centre, but lets wait and see.
unfortunately: and just my luck, it was voting day today, therefore a public holiday, and therefore no bank managers available for me to discuss said problems with. dammit and damn them all to hell. I'll let you know when I've worked out who "them" is, but for the moment, i hate them all.
voting went well though; it was municipal elections, for one's ward and for the municipality in general. it was rather tricky actually choosing a party worthy of my vote, simply because none of the parties have proved their merit, or that they will actually help to make any positive change in my life, or the millions of others way less privileged as me. it makes me sick really; there wasn't actually anyone worthy of voting for, however i hate apathy and not voting at all worse than i hate the parties, so it was an obligatory affair. it was however, a public holiday, which meant i didn't have to feel guilty about not working for once. woohoo. Had a pool party and sat doing nothing but drinking and eating in the sun instead; a far better exercise i can assure you than pretending to work and not doing really doing much but feeling way guilty the whole time. This was guilt free indulgence. Although i have so much to do in the next few days, which means totally working on the weekend, so the guilt and worry is actually starting to settle in now. dammit again. How i long for guilt free life. A friend has just told me that he is working to save up enough money to quit for a good period of time and just do stuff that he enjoys; this period he hopes is around 2 years. Again i repeat 2 years. i want his life; a good 2 year period of time, guilt free and fancy free, but with monetary resources. Sigh, that's called heaven from where im sitting.
i love this| joke job/ life|| of mine. at least it makes me laugh
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