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So... looking for flatmate again
Oct. 15th, 2009 03:21 pmTime to go through all the joy of flatmate-hunting again...
Though this time, we are going to be specifying "non-Student"...
*~sighs~*
- Y.
Though this time, we are going to be specifying "non-Student"...
*~sighs~*
- Y.
My crappy life.
Oct. 9th, 2009 05:51 pmSo, a rundown of recent events for those of you not keeping track via Twitter/Facebook/whatever.
late-August: Ruth leaves for Hertfordshire before going to France
3rd Sept: Joey moves in
7th Sept: Me and Ruth have a argument over phone, I break down
8th Sept: I went incommunicado
8th Sept (11:30pm): I give in to Ruth's constant phoning of other people and have another argument with her
11th Sept: I go to Maelstrom, Joey has house party
13th Sept (11pm): I break up with Ruth on way home from Maelstrom
14th Sept (2am): I get home to find out that Joey had a house party and the people he had round walked off with around £1200 worth of stuff including my laptop as well as trashing the place and wrecking my bed and the coffee table - AND JOEY HADN'T NOTICED
15th Sept: I finalised the break up with Ruth
16th Sept: I practically broke down in Cineworld
18th-20th Sept: Southern Regional
24th Sept: I tell Joey the rent is due
25th Sept: I go to Shetland for a week
28th Sept: I go swimming in the sea!
31st Sept: I ask Sam to get Joey to pay rent into bank
1st Oct: It emerges that my benefits haven't come in in anywhere near time, and Joey doesn't have the rent money
2nd Oct: I get back from Shetland
4th Oct: I tell Joey that either he pays the rent and deposit by the 7th or we're evicting him
6th Oct: Joey moves out (leaving a fair amount of clothes and other stuff behind)
So yeh, that's how my life's been.
late-August: Ruth leaves for Hertfordshire before going to France
3rd Sept: Joey moves in
7th Sept: Me and Ruth have a argument over phone, I break down
8th Sept: I went incommunicado
8th Sept (11:30pm): I give in to Ruth's constant phoning of other people and have another argument with her
11th Sept: I go to Maelstrom, Joey has house party
13th Sept (11pm): I break up with Ruth on way home from Maelstrom
14th Sept (2am): I get home to find out that Joey had a house party and the people he had round walked off with around £1200 worth of stuff including my laptop as well as trashing the place and wrecking my bed and the coffee table - AND JOEY HADN'T NOTICED
15th Sept: I finalised the break up with Ruth
16th Sept: I practically broke down in Cineworld
18th-20th Sept: Southern Regional
24th Sept: I tell Joey the rent is due
25th Sept: I go to Shetland for a week
28th Sept: I go swimming in the sea!
31st Sept: I ask Sam to get Joey to pay rent into bank
1st Oct: It emerges that my benefits haven't come in in anywhere near time, and Joey doesn't have the rent money
2nd Oct: I get back from Shetland
4th Oct: I tell Joey that either he pays the rent and deposit by the 7th or we're evicting him
6th Oct: Joey moves out (leaving a fair amount of clothes and other stuff behind)
So yeh, that's how my life's been.
Job-seeking... How I loathe thee...
Jun. 12th, 2009 01:20 pmJob-seeking is the reason I don't get my paperwork done at the moment.
I spend so much time filling in application forms and "skill set" sheets and all the other nonsense they bring out, that I can't be fucked to sit down and write a summary of the games I run.
Having to write down every job-seeking activity I do, but only being given 9 spaces for two weeks is likewise depressing. I'm fairly sure I had to be doing at least 10 every two weeks...
Not to mention the long, depressing, soul-destroying waits at the Job Centre. Waiting 20 minutes for a 5 minute sign-on is just... ...and that's if I'm lucky.
I've had one interview in 5 months. And that was for the job that ended up killing me.
I'm still waiting to hear about my benefits claim, so I have no idea if I'm getting money or not. And if I'm not, I'm so screwed it's not funny.
I rarely if ever get replies to my applications. And when I do, they're always a "sorry, but your application has not been progressed at this time..." or "you don't meet the minimum requirements for any of our open positions at this time..."
I'm going to the Job Centre to sign on today. I will once again be asking about my benefits claim. If they tell me that it's still being processed (4-6 weeks processing and this is the end of the 5th week by my count), I'm going to have to turn around and say "Well, I'm going to have to go back to McDonalds again then." Because if I don't do that, and don't get the benefits, then I will be so screwed it's not funny because I won't have a hope in hell of paying my bills never mind my rent. I currently have £1.41 in my bank account. £1.41. And that's the bottom of my £2k overdraft. I also got a phone call this morning saying that I was going to be getting £45 charged to my account soon. Oh, and I need to sort out things with Lothian Buses before my Ridacard stops working due to the bounced payment this month...
So yeh, not having the best time at the moment. And if it keeps up like this... well my parents can't afford to bail me out again. And neither can my flatmates. And besides that, I've borrowed too much money off of people to borrow more until its all paid off.
I spend so much time filling in application forms and "skill set" sheets and all the other nonsense they bring out, that I can't be fucked to sit down and write a summary of the games I run.
Having to write down every job-seeking activity I do, but only being given 9 spaces for two weeks is likewise depressing. I'm fairly sure I had to be doing at least 10 every two weeks...
Not to mention the long, depressing, soul-destroying waits at the Job Centre. Waiting 20 minutes for a 5 minute sign-on is just... ...and that's if I'm lucky.
I've had one interview in 5 months. And that was for the job that ended up killing me.
I'm still waiting to hear about my benefits claim, so I have no idea if I'm getting money or not. And if I'm not, I'm so screwed it's not funny.
I rarely if ever get replies to my applications. And when I do, they're always a "sorry, but your application has not been progressed at this time..." or "you don't meet the minimum requirements for any of our open positions at this time..."
I'm going to the Job Centre to sign on today. I will once again be asking about my benefits claim. If they tell me that it's still being processed (4-6 weeks processing and this is the end of the 5th week by my count), I'm going to have to turn around and say "Well, I'm going to have to go back to McDonalds again then." Because if I don't do that, and don't get the benefits, then I will be so screwed it's not funny because I won't have a hope in hell of paying my bills never mind my rent. I currently have £1.41 in my bank account. £1.41. And that's the bottom of my £2k overdraft. I also got a phone call this morning saying that I was going to be getting £45 charged to my account soon. Oh, and I need to sort out things with Lothian Buses before my Ridacard stops working due to the bounced payment this month...
So yeh, not having the best time at the moment. And if it keeps up like this... well my parents can't afford to bail me out again. And neither can my flatmates. And besides that, I've borrowed too much money off of people to borrow more until its all paid off.
