After that odd title I best explain myself.
Ok first accepted: I officially got told that I had a job at Myer over Christmas. Yay. Money for Jess.
Rejected: The radio station that I applied for their promotion stuff (read: paid slave labour with no on air time) said that I interviewed well, but two guys they trialed over the weekend did really really well. Meh. I'm actually happy I didn't get that job - it pays less than the job at Myer and it give me more time to work on the secret option. Mwah. Ha. Ha.
Second accepted: My year 10 that I tutor (new year 10 - I don't think I filled you in on that newbie) told me that his best friend needed English tutoring and they were willing to pay for petrol - just they live in Ocean Reef (read: South Geraldton). I'm very tempted to take it up if I can work them into my schedule.
It's odd. Anyone would and should be cut about not getting the radio station job. I don't really give a shit. Maybe I'm just not the promotions type of girl...
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