Cheer up emo kid
Sometimes I feel like I should never have left Perth. I know there are more than a handful of people who are thinking the exact same thing (willing to bet not all of them live in Perth as well)
But well... I suppose I know I'm living. I'm paying bills, I'm eating, I'm working, I feel more loth for the human race than ever before and I have cried more in the last 8 weeks than I have in the last 8 years. Infact, its probably safe to say I've cried more in the last 8 weeks than the last 18 YEARS (conveniently leaving off the first few years of my life where I cried like a baby.... because.. well.. I was).
Yesterday was the 2 month anniversary of me starting work and having my life doing a complete somersault. I think as soon as I can find a little time (paradox) I'm going to start looking for another job. But for the time being, money is money my friends.
But everything has its ups I suppose. With work ... I've met some great people. FUNNY people that make me laugh even though I feel like shit. With living alone in Melbourne .... Melbourne has some cool people who, given time, I would love to be good friends with. *winkwinkmonwinkwink* And then theres just the whole I love the city in general thing. Even if it is lonely most of the time. With relationships ... at least I'm getting sex?
I am so funny. Now the job goes to you to decipher my amazing wit from my amazing depression. Where does the truth start and when do the lies end? What will happen next? Will BICHCHAN survive? Will she knock herself off? Will she get over it and start being normal again? Will she stop talking in third person? WHO KNOWS! Stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of THE CHRONICLES OF HEFFZ0R - BITINGLY FUN EMOTIONAL OVERHAULS.
But well... I suppose I know I'm living. I'm paying bills, I'm eating, I'm working, I feel more loth for the human race than ever before and I have cried more in the last 8 weeks than I have in the last 8 years. Infact, its probably safe to say I've cried more in the last 8 weeks than the last 18 YEARS (conveniently leaving off the first few years of my life where I cried like a baby.... because.. well.. I was).
Yesterday was the 2 month anniversary of me starting work and having my life doing a complete somersault. I think as soon as I can find a little time (paradox) I'm going to start looking for another job. But for the time being, money is money my friends.
But everything has its ups I suppose. With work ... I've met some great people. FUNNY people that make me laugh even though I feel like shit. With living alone in Melbourne .... Melbourne has some cool people who, given time, I would love to be good friends with. *winkwinkmonwinkwink* And then theres just the whole I love the city in general thing. Even if it is lonely most of the time. With relationships ... at least I'm getting sex?
I am so funny. Now the job goes to you to decipher my amazing wit from my amazing depression. Where does the truth start and when do the lies end? What will happen next? Will BICHCHAN survive? Will she knock herself off? Will she get over it and start being normal again? Will she stop talking in third person? WHO KNOWS! Stay tuned for the next exciting chapter of THE CHRONICLES OF HEFFZ0R - BITINGLY FUN EMOTIONAL OVERHAULS.