I've finished an online tutoring session. The girl was very, um, how can I say: suicidal? I tried to calm her down as much as is appropriate for a £16 an hour tutor in an online tuition session, but I think I did help her. I knew in the first 5 minutes what I was going to achieve, it took me 2 hours to just say to her 'aah don't cry!'. But hey, she's paying.
I'm a bit behind on my schedule. Notably because I'm tired from yesterday's walking, and I'm tired from tutoring now and that took about 3 hours. 1hr planning and 2hr tuition. This feels like such an unproductive day, despite the fact that I made more money in two days then I have probably in my whole life. God that sounds depressing. I'll say this though. when I am thin I'll advertise myself as a sexy escort and maybe I'll make more money that way. Hopefully, maybe I can pay my way through a PhD? I could be Beau de jour, except not successful, or smart, or as literarily apt at wordsmithery.
I feel really beat. My mum said something that upset me and i'm not going to let it get to me. I should be glad that I earned some cash. With luck, the letter that I sent off to the HR last week will have been recieved by them; as well as the bank details form and the terms of engagement I sent to them. I was *hoping* it would be all ironed out by now, but I suppose administration can be slow in a big organisation with a HR function. That's why they have HR cos there are so many people, I guess. I don't know shit about HR. I have an interview with a HR person next week for a HR job. Wtf is all this HR talk all of the sudden?
At the moment I seem to be juggling so many things in my head right now:
I'm a bit behind on my schedule. Notably because I'm tired from yesterday's walking, and I'm tired from tutoring now and that took about 3 hours. 1hr planning and 2hr tuition. This feels like such an unproductive day, despite the fact that I made more money in two days then I have probably in my whole life. God that sounds depressing. I'll say this though. when I am thin I'll advertise myself as a sexy escort and maybe I'll make more money that way. Hopefully, maybe I can pay my way through a PhD? I could be Beau de jour, except not successful, or smart, or as literarily apt at wordsmithery.
I feel really beat. My mum said something that upset me and i'm not going to let it get to me. I should be glad that I earned some cash. With luck, the letter that I sent off to the HR last week will have been recieved by them; as well as the bank details form and the terms of engagement I sent to them. I was *hoping* it would be all ironed out by now, but I suppose administration can be slow in a big organisation with a HR function. That's why they have HR cos there are so many people, I guess. I don't know shit about HR. I have an interview with a HR person next week for a HR job. Wtf is all this HR talk all of the sudden?
At the moment I seem to be juggling so many things in my head right now:
- New tutee (and booking next possible tuition date)
- Interning - I'm behind with work
- Job offer I got 3 or so weeks ago
- Money for counselling - I think I'm sorted for 2 weeks.
- Losing weight
- Ex visiting this weekend
- Halloween celebrations with friend
- Rachmaninov on thursday
- My bloody schedule that is getting filled with all the above (which are good things) but it means I'm getting pressed for time
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