Ah, the smell of burnt meat. The neighbours are having a barbecue.
Job hunting at this point. There is a chance Erika will be dropping me as a tutor so that leaves me fucked. I need to get a tutor ad in the papers ASAP!
Full-time. A full-time tutor. That's the only way i'm gonna reach my target amount of moolah in savings. Then i'll spend a bit on an awesome holiday(s) and hoard the rest like a hamster before I head off to Sydney. Or Melbourne.
Need to confirm my enrolment soon.
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