So we are now into July. I have still not received answers from either my employment counsellor, or from the gubbermint itself. Okay, sure, it was Canada's birthday yesterday, fuck knows people can't actually be expected to work on such a day. Though I hear Toronto cancelled Canada Day because the garbage people are on strike. Oh, such a wonderful city I will (hopefully) be moving to. I'm fairly sure they were on strike last year at this time, and the year before, and possibly the year before that.
At any rate, my apartment conundrum may be solved, at least temporarily. My brother and I were going to share an apartment originally, since he's also moving down to Toronto for work. Then we got into this whole problem with Second Career and he booked like a frightened sheep. But now he's saying well, maybe we can share after all. I'm going to assume this is because he can't be bothered actually searching for a one-bedroom for himself. And I get accused of not knowing what I'm doing or where I'm going. At any rate, if he makes up his mind (this weekend, he says) then he can rent the apartment and I can just live there. Bada bing, bada boom, here's your budget, give me my money.
By this time next month, I could be in my own place, oh please all the gods. Well, assuming they actually give me funding. And why not? I'm young but not a child. I'm smart, when I apply myself. I've been accepted, and I scored a 93% on the reading comprehension test. I'm not some mouth-breather with nothing better to do.
Oh, right. Government.