I walked into my rom this arvo and there was a rainbow on the ceiling.
Max, the child across the road, has just started in year 7 at fort street. He was around before talking to Philip, and I hijacked the conversation and me and Max were talking for ages about school. Awww, I’ve become just like every other ex-student I’ve ever talked to, gossiping about teachers and asking after people I knew… Max’s mum walked past later on, and asked if I could babysit. YAY!! Money for me!! But oh… I miss school now 😥
Argh, I so badly need a job. When dad gets back, I’m going to ask him how I should put a resume together, cause the odds of me grabbing a job like I did last time look pretty much non existant.
And now I have to cook sausages. Boo. I hate cooking dinner for my family, cause I always get something wrong.