- I still haven't got a 'career job'. I am so frustrated. I just thought at this point in my life, after doing the MSc I'd be able to get a job that I love, not have to pretend that I'm enthused about the prospect of shitty jobs that aren't even remotely related to what I've studied because I'm so desperate for the money. Arghhh I know so many people are in such worse positions than I am, and I feel bad for complaining... I just sometimes feel like studying a subject I really care about was a total waste of time if I have to desperately try to get jobs in admin or whatever because I can't get one in the environmental sector, and I need money to pay back my loans.
- The zoo has ups and downs (but mostly downs), I fucking love working with Catering and they're all awesome, but Play Area remains soul-sapping and mind-numbingly boring, and to top it all off, one of my retarded supervisors went off on a racist rant a few weeks ago about 'foreigners coming into this country and taking our jobs' and how it's 'disgusting that people leave their kids to go to other places to work', and then openly boasted about encouraging another supervisor to discriminate against a job applicant based on her race (regardless of the fact she was legally entitled to work in this country, I might add). When I asked her if she was a racist, she replied "if that means that I don't like foreign people then yes, I don't like them and I don't want to work with them." Racist fucking chav scum, I might have acted the diplomat there and then, but as long as I don't bottle it, she's going to have a nice surprise when I hand in my letter of resignation and partially attribute my search for a new job to her vile opinions.
- My boyfriend's parents are moving house, which puts us in the awkward position of having to either a) find a house to live in when I only work two days a week on a truly embarrassing hourly wage or b) live ages apart and barely see each other until I get a proper job. I know it shouldn't be that big a deal but it's all anyone ever seems to talk about at the moment. Obviously I want a job so incredibly badly, but I don't want to think about moving out before I've even got one?! And whilst my boyfriend can live where his parents are moving to, it's just a pain and not a long-term solution, and I just feel pressured by the whole situation, and not enthused about the prospect of either barely being able to see Ciaran or constantly being on the back foot financially.
- I'm currently in possession of Ciaran's bass, which is totally sweet, I really should be playing it more though (although the tiny voice in the back of my mind is still there saying "is there really much point when in two month's time the band will be no more?"). Hmmm.
