on the way to bed after the effect of day light saving
Tomorrow marks week 2 of my long, fun and exciting career - sentiments I wish I had but sadly do not have. I wish work was more fun and exciting but I can't have everything.....yet. My mornings are very busy trying to get all the trades together and processing them and my afternoons are generally free - so don't hesitate to contact me!
Other remarks - I have milson's point where my office is located. It sucks - no food outlets no clothes outlet and most importantly, no window shopping. On the topic of shopping, I bought my first item of clothes with my first paycheck - a very hot $500 helmut lang jacket. Its so expensive - naturally, I paid sale price for it. Don't ask because I won't reveal my secrets.
feeling tired my the change in time
ps apologies for not updating the photos page, will do it sometime this week
btw graduation is on thursday, so if anyone is not busy, come and see me
on the way to lunch at work
apologies for not bloggin in so long - partly because i'm busy with work and am tired when i get home
promise to blog more soon and to post pics up
on the way home from interview number 3 at tower in milson's point
Well, Thursday was a special day for me because many things happened which I will remember for a long time coming. Firstly, I received an information pack from UNSW confirming my graduating status, so I'm proud to say that I can add the postnominal B.Comm after my name in all future documents! Yay! But at the other end of the stick, hiring of the gowns and other crap are going to cost money - lots of money. I only hope I can save enough welfare payments to cover the costs.
Oh, and I was also offered a job on Thursday as well. Its not spectacular and its not bad either - its kind of average. But I guess you can't have it all. But the real highlight of Thursday was that when I was in Hong Kong, I sent a package over containing some very valuable stuff and the post office worker there said it will take about 1 - 2 months. But it was fast approaching the 3 month stage and I resigned myself to the fact that the package may never find its way to my doorstep. But when I arrived home - there it was. A box, in an almost new condition and inside was another box, bounded in rich red leather which and even softer white leather lining and under the lid, it had printed the word
Cartier. Yes, the box for my watch finally arrived and I must say, it looks damm hot! Don't believe me, take a look for yourself! I was so worried that I would be taxed when I returned to Australia that my relatives convinced me to ship the Cartier box over and the horror of this affair is that we passed through customs without a second look from the officers. Pity - I could of smuggled contrabans in.........oh, how I would have loved to smuggled some peking gesse in.
Well, what else can I say except that the above blog only confirms the shallowness in me and the great damage caused my bout of Affluenza
tyarrhea going to gaze deep into the box
on the way home from....nowhere
Wow, its been so long since I've blogged. But alas, I not have much to say. I am sick. I am poor. And above all, I'm about to lose my dignity and call myself desparate. Interpret it anyway you like. Will try to write more next time
tyarrhea really really sleepy
