20. This isn't a joke, man. I'm thin as smoke, man.

DEAR FRIENDS, I HAVE COME TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SOME GOOD NEWS. I DID NOT FAIL THE ONE EXAM I WAS ALMOST CERTAIN I WOULD FAIL. WHAT IS THIS? I AM CLOSE TO BELIEVING MIRACLES DO ACTUALLY HAPPEN.

However, of course, with the good comes the bad. I AM FUCKING SICK AS A DOG, FOLKS. I was working in Ashfield Mall yesterday and I met a fairly nice old man whom I had a lengthy and profound conversation with. We talked about history, religion, shearing sheep etc. but of course, most importantly, I talked him into buying some skincare products. Hehe. BUT, things suddenly took a turn for the worst after he left. My hands became super sweaty and clammy, I could feel a headache simmering forth BUT FUCKING WORST OF ALL, MY VOICE WAS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOONE. Anyways, subsequent to this madness I was unable to make any further sales and consequently, Mr. Manager was not too impressed. I do believe I am next to be fired. *Chuckles.