This was supposed to be an interesting post, reporting back to you my various NaNo adventures and the goings-on of the job-finders course.
That came to a slow grinding halt at midday, when the slight tension in my throat developed into a soreness. Well done, Mother Nature. You’ve got a girl who’s trying to get to and from a job-finding masterclass, and you go and give her a cold. To admit my own culpability though, I haven’t been wearing scarves or a coat – because it’s November, Mrs Nature, we should be fluttering towards summer – as I didn’t think I needed them. I’ve been spending half-hours in the cold at a bus stop with the wind rattling around my bare throat and a light jacket that doesn’t do much for warmth.
So much for that.
On the plus side, I’ve remembered a few more details about High School Me to include on my CV. We’re looking for leadership, that sort of thing. My CV is getting a lot better as it is – these people are awesome.
Did I tell you guys, they gave us a maths test?
I’ll try to bring you a poem tomorrow.