- Insomnia, Faithless
Three more days behind the bar. I must be sounding awfully repetitive by now, don't I? Yesterday I went to the 'CWI', an agency that helps you apply for unemployment benefit, and that CLAIMS to help you find a job. In reality they let you do all the work, and only after you STILL haven't found something 4 weeks later, they sit down and have a chat with you.
At times like this, I hate being gifted, hate having 'extra intelligence'. It hasn't brought me anything good in my life so far. It's a question most of us have asked ourselves: 'Why can't I be normal like everyone else?'. Bleh, it's probably the late hour that makes me feel a bit gloomy. I know that I'll be a whole lot more cheerful in the morning.
For the second time in two weeks there was money missing from the till at work. My two co-workers blame each other constantly (One's a turkish Kurd, the other's from Egypt, and they're both hotheads). Wouldn't surprise me if one is stealing and framing the other one. As long as no one starts to think that I'm responsible for it (which I'm NOT, just so you know), I don't really care about it. I'm not gonna get into a fuss these next few days.
I should've made a new appointment with the career councellor weeks ago. For some reason I don't want to call him. I feel afraid of what he might say, that he somehow comes to a conclusion that I don't share.
I hate being insecure.