New Week = Better Things?

I can hope. I swear, last week is gonna go down in history for one of the “weeks in Hell” I’ve had. And I wasn’t even able to write abut all of it, because there are just some things I will NOT post in this diary, and this is one of them. It’s too . . . psychologically weird. ::Sighs:: I know what I want to write about, but I can’t. Not until after it’s done. The thing that depresses me is, I already know the outcome.

Okay, that’s enough on that. Yesterday, I found out that the car dealership place has been trying to reach me all week. Apparently, I didn’t write my number down clearly enough or something. I went there for a mini-interview, and he said that someone else was going to call sometime tomorrow for a more in-depth interview. So, in a lot of ways, I hope I get this. In a lot of ways, though, I’m apprehensive, because I wonder how long it’ll last. Yeah, I get discouraged about jobs pretty often. I mean, I thought I fit in at Dots. But once again, I hear the line, “I don’t think this job is right for you.” Then what is???

I mean, honestly, am I just going to have to make my novels good enough that I get famous enough and can support myself well enough from that? Novel writing is what I truly want to do. But is it the only thing I can do that will get me anywhere in life?

::Sighs:: I’ve got to at least try at this secretary thing. I mean, it’s for a car dealership! If I can be good enough, and stay on there, and save money, I can buy my dream car. A white Volkswagen Beetle that I can paint psychedelically. I mean, seriously, how awesome would that be? I need to think of a pattern Id put on it, or whether it would just be blotches of color, or . . . THE SEA OF HOLES!!!!! Oh, my God!!! I’m gonna put the Sea of Holes on my white VW!!! That’s brilliant! And each of the four Beatles, a blue meanie, and Jeremy, and the other characters sticking their heads out of the different holes!! That’s positively brilliant!! And one hole will be the Sea of Green, that leads to Pepperland. ::Gasps:: That’ll be the hole over the driver’s side door!!! . . . Wait a minute. WAIT A MINUTE!!! I can do four different seas, and Pepperland on the roof!! Oh, my God . . . Okay, there was the Sea of Time, then . . . I know there was the Sea of Science. Sea of Holes, obviously, which will be on the driver’s side. I’m thinking Sea of Time can go on the hood. Sea of Science . . . There was a Sea of Monsters, too!! Damn, I gotta watch this movie again. And on the roof, I can paint the entrance to Pepperland!

Man, if I pull this off . . . I want to do this now. I promised myself I wouldn’t put up goals for myself where this job was concerned, but even without the job, this’ll just be a longterm goal for me to pull off in my lifetime. And if this job can help me accomplish that sooner, all the better. I’m psyched now. I mean, this is a full time job, where I’ll get eight dollars an hour, and it’s for about forty hours a week. That’s 320 a week before taxes. After taxes, it’ll probably be somewhere around 270, 280. And if I’m able to put 250 of it away into the bank, that’s a thousand a month, which means that in ten months, I’ll have ten thousand dollars. Which means that if I can keep this job, and do well at it, I can move out in a year, and I’ll have my VW!! Which also means that if I get it when I can just put down payments on it, I can make the payments and establish credit, and soon get a credit card. Not to mention that if I’m in an apartment that say me and Mike share, it’ll be pretty easy to make the payments, because we both have jobs. And once we’re settled in a place, that definitely allows pets, I can buy a macaw!!! Or at the very least, a Caique. Specifically, a black-headed one, preferably male, that I’m going to name Bandit.

Okay, enough dreaming for now. It would be neat if I could pull this stuff off, though. I mean, I’d probably get a macaw next just out of principle. I mean, they’re the kind of bird you can give to your freakin’ grandkids! They live that long. Or can, anyway. I can’t wait to train a macaw. I mean, I’ve only wanted one since I was five!!! And I thoroughly believe they are well-worth it to get. God, I can’t wait to own one . . . You know, that is a weird thing about me. mean, Ivy is literally a bird after my own heart. Tempermental in the morning, she absolutely LOVES water, and playing in her little bird bath, and when she wants attention, she comes right up to you, and makes the fact known. She is so cute. I should go play with her now.

I’m gonna stop rambling now. Wish me luck on pulling off these things! I hope I can.

Oh. Last night, I heard a Paul song. With a Little Luck. And I couldn’t help finding the first lines ironic, considering the situation I’m in with Jason.

With a little luck,
we can help it out.
We can make this whole
damn thing work out.

–Notes–

Sounds like you have been having interesting weeks, lol. Have a better one ok.! 😉 [Pink-Ish]
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I have debate against you opinion in my entry, I just added to it, (same entry) [Pink-Ish]
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Be happy! 🙂 I’d love to see your beattle [Angel Knight]
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Wow. Good luck, then! [HyacatDuncan]