over the moon! well, in that totally less romanticized way.

I came home totally pissed off, not so much on how the morning has turned out. Angelica did drop a bottle of milk which ended up wetting my pair of Naturalizers. I dropped a bottle of milk afterwards, good thing it was almost finished so the damage was minimal. And then Tim knocked over two grande drinks, syrups included. We had a good laugh thereafter. Everything was good and I left the store in good work spirits but still stressed.

So many things going on and turning out a bit on the sour side. I'm lucky my parents just shrug these things off and are not as pedantic as I thought they might be. Perhaps uncertainty just whacks me off balance and I am so having a load of that with my Aussie status put on hold for what seems like forever and also an agent who misinforms me on what turns out to be rather crucial for me (read: health insurance).

And so I have spent a fair bit of money, which I'd really rather charge my credit card as I am too cheap and poor (firstly, I am poor and so I have to be cheap) to pay for it myself.

I've been waiting my whole life to do some real camera action and finally I'm scheduled for camera training. Having a bit of a boo boo encounter with the organizers. I'm too tired to elaborate. I've been rolling my eyes too much.

I shall conclude that such is life and perhaps there's nothing more I can do.