Fucking perfect

Yes, dark mood again. The bank breathing down on my neck, not to mention the other bills, Dad does pretty much nothing to get money from somewhere, still no job and no scholarship.

I think I forgot to write about the scholarship. It would have been in a media school where I was on a job interview. The director really liked me (no clue what he saw in me, never wanted to be an actress, never thought I'd be talented in that). The school gives scholarships for the bests but not full scholarship. I told them I couldn't give them a single forint and the director guy said he would fight for me to get a full one. But the school is in deep shit (because they were too generous) and said they had to accept somebody who could pay.

There's the job at the radio. I can't plan on it, even if it's supposed to be 100%. I always say it's sure when I get it. So job at a radio from September, I hope it's true. Though, still gotta find something 'til then.

About the Danny situation. It became extremely emberassing because Kimi just likes me too much. Not that I've got a problem with her but for one, it's a bit awkward because of Danny, and for two, I'm not in the friendliest mood lately and she irritates me with her bubbly sweetness. I try to minimize the conversation between us but she's like glue. She gives me a headache. Danny acts the way he's supposed to act, aka he's a jerk. We barely talk to each other. I try to avoid him and he does the same. He preoccupies himself with Jess (yes, still flirting shamelessly). Kimi doesn't seem to mind. I believe because even if they are together for some unknown reason, they'd rather like big bro' and little sis'.
Actually, we not only don't talk to each other. Yesterday we almost started to fight. We are like a ticking bomb. I was sitting there alone (wasn't in the mood for people) when Paul asked me to sit with him because it wasn't okay for me to pout alone there. I said I wasn't the best company and Danny said something like this: "Sush you woman, you are the best company one can ever get." And I snapped at him, "yeah, because I'm fucking perfect." The tention could have been cut but then Kimi arrived and started to ramble about some freakin' movie, so thanks for her we didn't bite each other's throat.

Anyway, I'll call tonight a shot night, will decide later if tequila or whiskey. Be bad y'all.