600 reasons

metric-wet blanket

Attending the interview was like watching nip/tuck. It just got progressively worse and in the end you get this feeling that it was all a waste of time. I don't mean to be mean or critical and pessimistic.

I'm trying to procrastinate informing the melb uni coordinator that I have to stay here for an extra week. Don't know where to start, the reason I'm giving is pretty petty and close to being invalid. But she probably wouldn't mind, I think, this isn't like highschool or anything right? I'm kinda worried still.

Plane ride was like this:
At counter, S: Is there any way I could get an upgrade to business class?
counterlady: Yesss...for 600 dollars.
S : Its alright then.

The guy sitting in front, once allowed to recline his seat, without hesitation reclined it all the way leaving me trapped in mine. Very considerate. He looked back to make sure it was ok but even after I gave him that 'are-you-fucking-kidding-me combined with what-the-fuck?' face he left the seat as it was. Right. Luckily the adjacent seat was empty so I just moved there. And that was the story of the plane ride.