I had a job interview today. I prepared, 'cause I was freaked out I wouldn't know what to say, and I was encouraged by life long learning day (as lame as that may be...), so yes. The lady was pretty nice however there were a few questions I wasn't counting on, and as one of my weaknesses is "not being able to think on my feet", I had a little trouble there. For example she made me do this thing where I had to sell her pen to her. Twas strange, and a little scary, but she said I did well. I need a job. I need something to keep me busy. And I need money :) It's not my ideal job, but meh, stick it out for a few months and then I can put it on my resume and get a better job much quicker.
On another note, usually I think little kids are crazy and selfish when they have a fit 'cause they want something and they want it now. But I think I can empathise. Obviously I am past the stage where I scream for toys in the shopping centre. But not in a materialistic sense. Just wanting something and not being able to wait much longer. I dunno, it sounds crazy, but whatever.
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When we were little, my sisters and I used to make fun of Eva because she used to chuck temper tantrums in gamheya. Your Teta would give her lollies, and then she'd go quiet. It was so funny.
Was I alive? Gamheya as in strathfield? Did you used to go there?
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