Fuck this and fuck you. Or similar.

 Yargh. What a day.

My mother has given me shit absolutely nonstop and I'm going to crack the shits sometime soon, I can feel it. I'd set my alarm for 9am to get up and get the papers to hunt for some jobs and call or email early...But she wasn't satisfied with that, so she dragged me out of bed at 8:30 or something and dropped me off at the shop so she could see that I got the papers. Fuck that.

It wouldn't be such a big deal that she woke me up early if A) She'd done it nicely and/or B) I'd been sleeping properly, that way the early start wouldn't have bugged me.

Anyhow, I sent off a few emails today (one for a job that pays $35,000 + super per year. Holy fuck) and made another call to the Mitre 10 in Newtown. Yeah, lol, hardware. Could I be any more of a stereotype?! Anyhow, I have an interview there tomorrow morning at 10am, so that's cool. Wouldn't mind working there, actually.

Went to Centrelink, which I fucking hate. Makes me feel like a yob. There was an ice addict standing behind me and a couple who were faaaaar too young to be having a baby in front of me. I'm not those people, I'm just having a little trouble getting started. 

Anyhow, I'm not eligible to get a travel concession because I'm not applying for unemployment, which I'm not eligible for because I still live at home and my mother earns too much. God. I did get an appointment at 9am on Friday to get set up for this job search thing they have going, so we'll see how that pans out.

Did mass amounts of laundry. Yay. But I started and nearly finished a book today, so that makes me a bit happy.

Gruh....And I got a message from my ex (the most recent) saying how the last thing I wrote her (which was aaaages ago) was full of shit and I didn't mean any of it or whatever. I don't know, I didn't reply and just deleted it. I'm tired of that kind of shit. We're not together and there's a reason. We've really no hope of having a balanced friendship, so it seems, just as we couldn't have a balanced relationship.

I'm not going to bite back, even though it pissed me off. It's got nothing to do with me anymore and I've decided to remove myself from her. I did care a lot about her, absolutely I did, but that seriously changed after I left Tray and Milo in the pub that night because she needed me....That fucked up accusation over whatever it was really sealed the deal for me. Fuck that. I don't need to have the shit kicked out of me for no reason by someone I no longer have anything to do with.

Anyways...*breathes deeply* Interview with a guy called Ross tomorrow in a hardware store. I hope I get it. I'll have to break out the charm and warm wit that I save for times such as these. Be funny, smile.