Had birthday on weekend, countless Long Island Iced Teas and shouted drinks. Threw up on Oxford St, out of taxi window, and in toilet before work. Came home from work, will be broke next week after spending $150 on an outfit to wear to interviews this week. Had my first interview today at Australian Catholic Uni's International Student Services Office. Everything from filing to assessing applications so it will be varied and more interesting than simple reception on it's own. The woman who interviewed me turned out to be the partner of my first-year Chinese teacher at Sydney uni. It's such a small world. I hope I get the job, even though it doesn't start till end of June... DAMN! Will be poor for next four weeks. Fuck. Shit.

Had my RSVP.com date on Friday. We seem to get along fine and are having Chinese for dinner in Randwick tomorrow. Yummy. Name is Dave.

Have two more interviews tomorrow but I want the one that I interviewed for today.

Wore my lovely new suit, feel like Marge Simpson, as it is my only suit and I will no doubt be wearing it everyday.

Really want this job, so everybody who's reading this please pray for me.

I'm hungry. Haven't felt hungry in ages, because I'm always stuffing my face before I get the chance to feel hungry.

Had lunch with mum in the city today, she bought me a shirt for work.

OK going home to stuff face. Pray for me.

LOVE LIZWACKA WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA  ¶ 18:25