Three songs could push me over the edge

I have shown great restraint in being able to keep this list to only three songs.

This Is How You Remind Me by Nickelback

This was a really tough, tough choice because I like to think that I despise ALL Nickelback songs equally, but alas, I hate this one the most! I'm not sure how they do it, but they manage to make all of their songs sound ridiculously similar AND ridiculously depressing.

Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's

Lyrics that could have been written by my 6 year old cousin (rhyming "true" and "do" is sooo difficult), and the idiot people that sing along...

With Arms Wide Open by Creed

Oh and here we are with the same dilemma as Nickelback - find me a Creed song that doesn't make me want to jump from the nearest bridge, and I will eat my words.
Again, with the "every song sounds the same" problem, just add the fact that they shamelessly try to rip of Pearl Jam, who happen to be a band that I LIKE listening to.
I would never usually admit to this but:
A very long time ago, I actually took my younger bro and cuz to a Creed concert, under the duress of free tickets and pressure from Aunty and Mum. My bro and cuz BOTH fell asleep in the middle of the concert, to my delight, which meant we could leave! What does that say about their music I wonder?

Enter the car park

This blog begins at a kind of strange time in my life, and a strange place – (my OH’s best friend’s garage/rumpus room), where we are temporarily residing.
It’s funny how you can just be going along on your merry way, and all of the sudden life kind of kicks you in the ass and says “Hold it, I’m in charge here!”

After many months of deliberation and procrastination I had decided to return to University, almost 10 years after leaving school, and in a reasonably unrelated field to my current job. I should also mention that approximately seven years of study are involved.
I had done the research about my prospective course, universities, and costs involved. My OH and I determined that we would need to make a few sacrifices, such as moving house, possibly downsizing my car, but we could manage financially.

I had to speak to my boss, something I’d been kind of dreading, but it went well. I told her I’d be applying for mid year entry (July), so there was plenty of notice, and she was fine with it. She was kind enough to suggest that I may be able to stay on part time (I’d been hoping I could), and that I could definitely have work in the holidays. For those of you that are unaware, this would be fantastic considering that being on Centrelink student benefits would pretty much put me under the poverty line. There seems very little incentive from the government to further your education, and contribute to the community in fields of dire need – but that is another rant, for another day.

I guess that I should have been a bit suspicious that everything was falling into place, because less than a week later, my OH was told that due to the economic crisis – his job was on the line. He works for a very small independently owned company, and his boss is well and truly feeling the pinch due to a large customer of theirs going broke. This customer owes OH’s boss over $20,000.
I guess something could be said for his boss letting the account get so far in arrears, but you know what they say about hindsight...

So, here we are, faced with his possible redundancy – and me about to quit my cushy government job to become the perpetual student. Where to from here???
Luckily, I guess, we had already put the wheels in motion regarding moving house, because I can assure you that on one wage (regardless of govt cushiness) we could not afford the exorbitant rent we had been paying for the privilege of a nice house with a pool in a great suburb.
The next step was of course, to plead for my job. I hadn’t actually resigned or anything, but had to do a complete backflip, which I’m sure made me look like an indecisive idiot, and convince my boss that I did want to stay forever until eternity.
Or until next year, if the economic climate picks up – hah!

So at this point, it appears that God, or the universe, or someone does not want me to study, and I’m forced to take that into consideration.
Hopefully there’s not so much of an issue with moving house, as I don’t really wish to live in a garage in the less desirable suburbs of Brisbane South for too long...