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Happy thoughts
Sep. 14th, 2006 09:43 pmWent to my cousin's wedding. It was a little ... um, farcical, really. She's 20, and already has two kids to her new hubby. Yes, she wore white. The bridesmaids, I swear, wore Harts dresses (mass-produced prom dresses for 15 year olds with no taste), and looked like they were performing in a school recital. At least the kids were cute.
Reception was better than I expected. Three courses, none of which I ate. (That, it turned out, was a bad idea.) All the cousins on our side got a table to ourselves, which was way too much fun. All my cousins are adults now, which was kind of shocking to realise. As you might anticipate (and I really should have), no food + no sleep + free alcohol = not good. Drank so much I was sick; not, in itself, entirely new to me, but doing so in front of my dad and sister was. Dad tells me the car smells fine now. Ugh.
Spring is officially spring-y, and I am happy. Winter makes me depressed. I'm really slacking on my fashion course, so I need to get my ass into gear. I'm definitely going to have to finish it part-time, especially with the move and jobs and stuff, which is disappointing; I had hoped to have it finished by the end of this year, but oh well. That's what I get for letting anxiety kick my ass.
Actually applied for jobs last week. Okay, job. I feel bad applying for anything listed as "permanent," since I know I'm only going to be here another three or four months, tops. My sister's advice is to lie about everything. She's a lovely girl, really. On the bright side, houses in Melbourne are surprisingly affordable. Hopefully the apparent housing shortage won't make it too difficult to secure one; Merinda suggested looking as soon as possible, so we're planning on seriously looking starting November. Jeremy put in his VTAC application, and I'm confident he'll get in. Very exciting. I have this theory that a new house, new city, will force me to really organisemy life everything, and make everything better. The former may be true; the latter probably isn't, but it's a pleasant fiction.
Reception was better than I expected. Three courses, none of which I ate. (That, it turned out, was a bad idea.) All the cousins on our side got a table to ourselves, which was way too much fun. All my cousins are adults now, which was kind of shocking to realise. As you might anticipate (and I really should have), no food + no sleep + free alcohol = not good. Drank so much I was sick; not, in itself, entirely new to me, but doing so in front of my dad and sister was. Dad tells me the car smells fine now. Ugh.
Spring is officially spring-y, and I am happy. Winter makes me depressed. I'm really slacking on my fashion course, so I need to get my ass into gear. I'm definitely going to have to finish it part-time, especially with the move and jobs and stuff, which is disappointing; I had hoped to have it finished by the end of this year, but oh well. That's what I get for letting anxiety kick my ass.
Actually applied for jobs last week. Okay, job. I feel bad applying for anything listed as "permanent," since I know I'm only going to be here another three or four months, tops. My sister's advice is to lie about everything. She's a lovely girl, really. On the bright side, houses in Melbourne are surprisingly affordable. Hopefully the apparent housing shortage won't make it too difficult to secure one; Merinda suggested looking as soon as possible, so we're planning on seriously looking starting November. Jeremy put in his VTAC application, and I'm confident he'll get in. Very exciting. I have this theory that a new house, new city, will force me to really organise