Well . . .

[melwil]

I had this brilliant dream last night.

I won an Oscar. I'm pretty sure it was the Best Actress Oscar.

I was more famous than Nicole Kidman - but when I came home to Australia, no strangers recognised me.

The the gold wrapping came off my Oscar and I realised it was made of chocolate.

It was a magnificent dream.



No job. I understand why, I didn't have the experiance and I was suprised I made it as far as I did. They've got me on the waiting list and everything. And I had a great time.

Still hurts though.

Feel like personal life is escaping me. Willing to hire super hero to get it back. Have no money though. Want to spend it on driving lessons and a car so I can get a job. Bugger.

Waiting to hear back from Coles Myer. Do I really want to work for a mega corporation that takes two weeks to tell you if you've passed a standardised test? A test which disadvantages left handed people?

Do I have any choice?

Tired. Must sleep. Got to read employment pages tomorrow.




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