Email update

I almost forgot about that: it was a rejection from the first one. And I got another email the other day which was a rejection from one of the others.

Oh well, c'est la vie. It doesn't bother me terribly, I'll just keep trying.

Ahhh!!!!!!!

Oh my god. We have just booked our hostels for going to Australia in October. The next hurdle is getting credit cards and then getting visas and making sure Dad confirms the flights (Singapore airlines has stupid rules if you're not the one travelling which means you have to take in a form thing to their office or they don't let you on the flight).

I am so terrified that thinking about it makes me feel sick. Excited too, but mostly terrified. I worry about money and how we'll get a job. We booked a really cheap hostel for Christmas (basic, but it's meant to be clean and it has a pool) because then if we have to cancel we won't lose much money. Money is what I worry about most. I don't want to be under the pressure all the time of where our next lot of money is coming from, even though I know we will be to a certain extent. I want to spend the majority of time instead having fun and making friends. It's going to fun if I have to move heaven and earth to do it.

Emails

I have an email and I'm too scared to open it. I only know it's from one of the literary agents I sent to because it says 'submission'. I don't know who though, and it's puzzling because in the sender it only says 'info'.

I'm not sure if it's a) a rejection, b) a 'send us your manuscript', c) a 'thanks for your email, we'll get back to you' or d) you've submitted it wrong.

It's only been four days, so a and b sound unlikely, and I can't think what I might have forgotten. I didn't double space my synopsis and one asked for double spaced but didn't make it clear if they meant the chapters and the synopsis, or only chapters. But anyway, they're hardly likely to tell you to sod off because you haven't double spaced something. They could do it themselves if they wanted.

Emails are actually bad for sending important things to people, because when you get replies, it's far too easy not to open it. I tend to just ignore it in my inbox for a day or two. It'll turn out to be c or d and I'll have had nerves for nothing. Damn it.

Beer+proseco=bad

Hangovers must be proof there is no god. If there was, why on earth would he make you suffer so much? No sane god would make you actually want to die.

I've thrown up once (fruit juice on an empty stomach=bad idea, especially with a hangover), and spent every five minutes taking my sister to the airport rushing to the toilets thinking I was going to throw up again but never doing it. I felt better by the time I had endured the train ride home, but now I feel sick again.

I may never drink again. Okay, so I will probably be drinking beer again by tomorrow, but it's certainly put me off mixing my drinks. Ugh.

Going to crawl into a hole until my stomach stops working it's way up my throat every five minutes.