So what's the game plan?

after handing my resignation ive been thinking of ways to go on with life.

1. find a high paying job (this will take months or so) then buy a new cam and study photography again, pro this time.

2. bum around for a few months (til nothing’s left on my bank account. this will not last until next year)

3. have a part time job as a call center while i wait for that high paying job or til i get a brand new cam and study photography

4. study abroad (who am i kidding?) -> unless somebody can suggest ways so a third-world country girl can live her green pasture dreams; this includes scholarship/ part-jobs/ place to live etc.

So any suggestions?

FUCK IT, I’LL HAVE TEA.

I cant bring myself to write what happened in our event yesterday.

It wasn’t bad and it didn’t suck… that much. (It was normal shit and it all went according to plan, so yeah it didn’t suck. I DON’T KNOW. My judgment can betray me.) Thing is it’s just exhausting and I’m emotionally fucked right now so having cunts as partners who questions why I didn’t bother remind her of the list of things she’s suppose to bring doesn’t help. Plus, they keep on giving me nasty stares making their faces looked like they have shit camped under their noses!

Don’t give me that look, Fugly, im not your assistant.

I really should have said that. But I haven’t handed my resignation, which I plan to right after the event. I don’t want to leave in bad terms and I swear if I did that…

oh shit didn’t I just clearly stated in the beginning that I CANT BRING MYSELF TO WRITE WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

anyway, this convinces me that I could be turning bipolar. I swear I didn’t steal any… they were given by the hotel people.

Maam, do you want to take the tea?

Sure! I lurve tea!

…

Ohhh you’re giving them all!

I just found gold baby!