wow woman, you're great at what you do eh? you're an amazing spirit dampener. WHOOOWWEEEEE. thanks for effectively ruining my chinese new year mood singlehandedly. wow. life is going so great for me now i really needed more shit from you to just make it better :))) thank you much. i'm so friggin eternally grateful.
pffffffffffffffffffffffffttttttt.
anyway. i'm pissed. but still. I'M FREAKING OUT OVER MY PORTFOLIO AND THAT INTERVIEW ON MONDAY!!!!! :((((((((((((((((((((
i know a million other people would give their right arms to be able to have an interview slot, BUT I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO WORRIED!!! all i have now are a few certs, two essays, and.......... yeah. that's it. AAAAAHHHH!!!!
I DON'T FRIGGIN' KNOW WHAT TO SAY
I DON'T HAVE MUCH IN MY PORTFOLIO
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO WEAR
I AM FREAKING OUT HERE AS YOU CAN SEE
AND I FEEL OBESE/OVERWEIGHT/FAT LIKE A OVERSIZED WRINKLED WALRUS!!!!!!
:( so much for happy chinese new year. pfffft.
Isaac darling, i really need my resume from you please!!
and Aikey!! i need my thumbdrive!!! xiexie
and dear God, please give me some brains and a glib glib tongue
i don't know what to do with my hair:
A) get red hair extensions (so it's long and red beneath but black on top. but only for a month or so)
B) bob my hair
C) leave my hair alone (probably not)
D) bob my hair AND get red hair extensions
E) get black hair extensions and perm it
F) just trim my hair
life is not going as dandy as i thought it was. and my problems aren't huge, major, earth shattering. but they're tiny little things that, when put together, makes me perpetually want to pull out my hair.
-Haffiz, call me, please. i NEED that job to stay sane. please... my phone/parents have been retarded which results in you not being able to call through but please call me. i'm really on the verge of tears. you have NO idea how much i want that job. i've thought so much about it and i really really want to work there. call me call me call me!!! (i sound so desperado. hahaha)
-SOMEONE, ANYONE, HELP ME WITH MY PORTFOLIO!! i'm so afraid i'll screw this up and throw my CMM dreams out the window, even with my "brilliant" 9 points. oh Lord, please.. i'm losing too much sleep over this.
-is 2009 coming soon? it's taking quite awhile... one year to be exact. but then my 18th birthday is still a bit past that. so.......... it'll take one and a half years. OMG SO LONG.
-my lappie is being annoyingly anal, as usual. (those who've used it before know what i mean)
-i want to hire private hit men to murder HER. but i can't. and i'm not supposed to be thinking happy tree friend thoughts anyway.
-my family is berserk. now every time i think of family i end up crying. haha. stupid huh? i also say. and the future is bleak. it looks bleak. but maybe cos i keep my sunshades on as i run from paparazzi.
-I MISS MY BFF :(
okay portfolio checklist:
-certs: english, lit, o levels, NSW, music, BVSM [check]
-essays [check]
-resume [ISSAC PLEASE!!!!!]
-recommendation letter [aunty aye lan, but FIRST I NEED MY RESUME!]
-photos [i need to choose which]
-newspaper articles to critique
AHHHHH
ok i am really freaking out now.
the interview is...... 4 days away.
and Haffiz hasn't called me YET.
and smiu like insane but too bad.
and DANG i have to go off visiting again but i have to work on the damned portfolio!!!!!!!!!!!!
and there's cell visitation on saturday which SHE has no idea how stressful this all is for me. i have never been one to take up stress. so why me, why now!?!
i wish i could go be a hermit and just go some where to have time to myself to think and do what i have to do. grrrr.
issues: #1 INTERVIEW #2 HAFFIZ CALL ME CALL ME!!!