The Very Secret Diary of Circe

Nano and UK -or- Waaa. I Need Sleep!

Date: 18 November
Time: 5.56am
Listening to: ‘Beautiful Collision’ Bic Runga
Reading: Nothing. Planning my Nano novel
Mood: Excited. Nervous. Sleep Deprived. Take your pick.



Nikki - in Ireland says:

man i wish that i could have you or moana up here with me though. i mean, there is nothing kewler than here and free and what a deal!!

Circe is running away to NZ says:

Waaa. wanna be there!

Nikki - in Ireland says:

do you have a grand?

Circe is running away to NZ says:

Yeah

Nikki - in Ireland says:

then you can get over here!!!

Circe is running away to NZ says:

seriously? How much is it costing to stay everywhere and stuff?

Nikki - in Ireland says:

well, if i could manage to get you work, nothing *grins* i dunno, if you were committed to it, i could seek it out

Circe is running away to NZ says:

*ponders* No, wait, i can;t get that cash. it's trust funded till january. DAMMIT!

Nikki - in Ireland says:

well, i'll be coming here for a secondary two months and we can arrange it from then till easter if you are serious?

Nikki - in Ireland says:

god, i have to go though so.. think about it and let me know, though i probably will see you again before Tuesday

Circe is running away to NZ says:

Okay, I'll think on it. Talk to you soon!

Nikki - in Ireland says:

Love ya!

Circe is running away to NZ says:

you too!

So I’m seriously considering it. I mean, I was saying it in a previous entry.

“I wish I could be in England with Danika.”

My heart’s racing. Could I really do this? I’m not a daring person by nature! But then she and Stephan are doing this ALONE, I’ll be with Niki. *takes deep breathes* I’ll talk to mum about it.

Although, who would hire me over there? I have no prior experience in, well, anything! What job could I do? *nervous*

Ahhh! This is not helping me sleep! I’ve been up all night because of Nano, and now I’m to excited/nervous/think-y to sleep!

Okay. Will try to relax and think about this logically…

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