disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
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2003.11.18 7:58 p.m.
today i got another letter from humber with my student card enclosed. let the savings begin..i should get an international student card as well. i shoould do a lot of things. there's so much to do.
i'm not feeling terribly positive, but i'm feeling okay. ups and irritations. that's the way the pork.
i hate it when there's nothing to do at work. i do like to slack off quite badly, but i like for there to be something to do just in case i feel like doing it. customers were irritating me today. not even for good reasons. i was just feeling malicious towards everyone.
i don't want another job. but i feel like i should get one, as i'm going to be so broke i'll have to sell off all my shoelaces on a street corner in toronto. i hate work. i just want to read and sleep and watch tv. i really like paulsmith though. he's so funny. and dorian (or dory-ann) was being entertaining today as well. the only thing that gets me through is the people.
so i might move in with andrea (who i worked with at body shop and went to highschool with) in toronto. she's going to sheridan, so we'll either get a place in etobicoke or mississauga. she's okay. definitely crazy, put that's the way..the pork. i hope it does work out. it would be good to have someone familiar and in the exact same situation around. but i have little faith, as we're so alike in how we always make plans and never ever follow through with them. it's actually amazing that we've made it this far. i found a super nice place that's within our price range, that's walking distance to my school that i really really like, but because i like it so much it won't work out. you can go here to see the apartment i desperately desire, and therefore will never have.
i hate patterns. and decisions. and responsibilities. i don't know what i'm getting myself into.
stress is making me ill. i'm terrible with stress. how can i possibly go to college? i could barely handle highschool..
and so on and so on and so on and so on.
but there's such exciting bits too. i just
can't see them right now.
previously - and then
*oh random entry*
all the diarylands. - 2008.02.21
I move my head. - 2008.01.27
read the other one. - 2008.01.21
was Medium? - 2008-01-17
Or maybe I won't. - 2008.01.15
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