2002-12-31 - 10:35 p.m.
#115: No Need for Christmas and New Years
Note to self: A lot has happened in the last two months since I wrote, but I don't feel like going into them in any great detail. I'll just sum up what I feel is important here, now that I've come to the end of another year. It seemed to go by far too quickly.
First of all, my job at MacDonalds has become mere routine at this point. I'm planning to leave some time in the near future now that I've hit the six month mark and got a performance evaluation. It's a damn fine evaluation too, I think it'll look pretty spiffy on my resume should I decide to include it. Managed to acheive a consistent standard of "Excellent", which I was told was one of only two "Excellent"s to have been given out for that period. Tried telling other people about it. They weren't impressed. Stopped trying.
Second of all, I've managed to beat the odds by overcoming my restricted drivers license permit test. I thought that was pretty cool. After a couple of hundred dollars spent on lessons and then the actual test itself, I managed to get through it on the first try. Lucky break for one unlucky as I. When I told my mother about it, she just said, "That's nice, now go mow the lawn." Honestly. I haven't touched another car since the test.
Third of all, there was another AAC cosplay party for this year as well (like previous years). Bit of a last minute affair, really: though I managed to scrounge up and organise the questions (with lots of help on the questions) for the "Who Wants to be an Otaku?" competition, and spent several sleepless nights encoding (and reencoding the more stubborn files) several VCDs worth of anime viewing material to use on the night. I don't know why I bothered. The competition would run itself without my vocal support, no one watched the VCDs I made, and I was stuck in one of those parties where everyone was having fun except for you. And when I say "you", I mean "me". And on top of everything else, it was my birthday. Only three people remembered, and out of them, two I had to give a reminder. Great way to spend the most important day of my yearly calender. This doesn't include the fact I had to go to work in the morning, either. So the hours I was awake of my birthday were wasted at events I didn't want to be at, or wasn't needed at. And I had to go to work early the next morning, too. Terrific.
And lastly, I'm alone at home on New Years Eve, eating a bowl of cereal while listening to people next door having fun. I can't go anywhere because I have to work tomorrow. And even if I didn't I don't feel like it because I feel like the entire world is against me and I hate everybody right now.
And all of this happened in the space of the December Christmas period. This brings fond memories of a Chistmas nearly 8 years ago when I went to a family reunion with a whole assortment of gifts I saved up months of my pocket money for; and coming away with, in order: a pocket diary, a belt that didn't fit, and clothes bought from the Salvation Army dumping grounds. That also didn't fit. I just thought I'd share that flashback with you. Sort of a small explanation for the little neurotic twinges of self-worthlessness I've been going through lately. I need a stuffed animal to hug. I need a pet, in general. I wish I still had a cat.
