Ok, so I have one month to find a job or “face the wrath” of my brother… the thought itself is depressing because my mind is starting to go into overdrive looking at the worst case scenarios. I’ve spent the last two hours brooding it over and crying and now I’m tired.
What I’m gonna do today is go online and check out what exactly is needed for our NZ residence visa applications and also send out an SOS for help in job searching. I’ll check out the YPCN website too for job search stuff.
Email Tiri and find out if its not too late to join the NICE project (or maybe take over from her since she’s swamped with her job already) and also keep a firm ear out for COMBI work related stuff. I have to reapply with Peter May @ FBCL for the journalist position (again) – which is email first then call up (from DHQ) and ask if he’s received it and when can I come in for another meeting. Be firm!
I’m gonna be sacrificing a lot of stuff to make this work like PV, I think that I’ll just have to concentrate on SCGC for this year and make the commitment work. I’ll explain this all to Jason, he’ll understand.
Do a SWOT analysis on myself, get others to fill one on me and compare it.
Worse comes to worse, I’m gonna seek professional counselling for my depression and dark moods.
I won’t be able to attend any camps anymore, that’s another sacrifice (unless it’s the NICE training sessions and I might get a little pay from that). If an offer comes up to audition as a radio announcer, grab it and run with it, don’t care which station, just work it out, get paid and give the money to mum and dad.
Buy scratch cards and see how much I can win (fingers crossed for $30,000)
Fucked if I care about church right now. I’m gonna live for me and no one else. God forgive me but I need to do this, I can’t be bothered with the petty politics that flow from that area in my life.
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