Blah.
My life is so disgusting at the moment.
Ok.
Weekend. I spent the WHOLE weekend down in new plymouth, seeing my grandparents. We went sightseeing for the homestay student. I saw lots of things I see EVERY time I go down there.
To make it worse, I had pretty much no vodafone service the whole weekend. Whenever I tried to have convos with people, I wouldn't get their message until sometimes the NEXT DAY.
Ohwells. At least I saw Nana and Popa again.
HOT GUY UPDATE
Woops. Wrong red. Ohwell.
Tuesday - HE SMILED AT ME FIRST.
He was walking by himself, and he smiled at me first. YUS.
I was gunna say hi coz he was by himself, but then he smiled and I was like total WOAH and sorta forgot too...
So yeah.
George is gunna find him for me. I'm pretty shocked at myself really, I feel so stalkerish.
George goes to his school, and I described him, and hes gunna try find him. Which acctually, come to think about it, I don't REALLY want, but too late..
PARENT/HOMESTAY SITUATION
Well.
Today I totally collapsed in tears because it has all become FAR too much.
As you know about that deal (read posts beforehand).
My parents did this whole 'business proposal' saying that they know about their deal, and this was just a proposal.
If I accept another homestay (note there will be two. referr to deal), I will get 12.5% of the profits. Which will turn out to be about $23 a week.
I collapsed in tears because this is all too much. See here.
pros
. 2 homestays isnt that much worse to having one. It doesn't change the situation of strangers in my house.
. $23 a week is good money.
cons
.I hate all homestays.
. I don't want to give in to my parents.
.More invasion
.Parents spending less time talking to me (already an issue, as current homestay has taken my place in the family)
As you can see I really, really, really don't know what to do.
HELP.
*sigh*
And along with that I feel my friends don't get me with this homesta business. I sorta feel they just nodd and act sympathetic, but I feel they think I'm making a bigger issue of it then it really is.
I don't know. Maybe I am.
Ciao,
Annie.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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