Get through this
I am very much not looking forward to going back to work tomorrow. Tempted to just say I have an interview to prepare for and I'd like to concentrate on that - it's true, and the thought of spending three extra days in that environment is not helping my current anxieties and mood.
So if I'm not a chicken fish, tomorrow had better be my last day of work at that place.
This weekend was okay. Went out Sunday night to hang out with the D&D group (currently playing M&M, I should write about that some time), but we played Rock Band (my least terrible instrument: bass guitar on easy), ate dinner at some late night souvlaki place (tip: don't order halloumi from these places...) and I'm not even sure how a whole night passed but it did. There was an hour long walk at about 3am since one member of the party didn't want to wait for public transport to start again (I did not volunteer to do the walk back afterwards, electing to fall asleep where I was).
Monday I met my sister near Chapel street and had brunch and did a bit of shopping with her. We would have done more but she forgot where she parked her car and we spent AN HOUR looking for the stupid thing. And by the time we found it both of us just wanted to go home. I bought some fancy tights which were on sale for $5.
Today was the Buddhist dhane that my mum's been organising for weeks, and that was the usual sort of thing.
Tomorrow is also training, and the day after is the Yellow Star test. I know I should go, even if I can't sit it because I will get to see what's assessed and watch how the other girls do. I just hope I don't get left behind as the only White Star though I probably deserve it after all the sessions I've missed by now. I feel kind of lost about derby. I don't think I deserve to be in the league, and feel like I'm claiming all this glory that isn't mine. And yet, I think it could be the best thing I've ever managed to achieve, if I give it enough time.
If I get through this week, maybe it'll get better.
So if I'm not a chicken fish, tomorrow had better be my last day of work at that place.
This weekend was okay. Went out Sunday night to hang out with the D&D group (currently playing M&M, I should write about that some time), but we played Rock Band (my least terrible instrument: bass guitar on easy), ate dinner at some late night souvlaki place (tip: don't order halloumi from these places...) and I'm not even sure how a whole night passed but it did. There was an hour long walk at about 3am since one member of the party didn't want to wait for public transport to start again (I did not volunteer to do the walk back afterwards, electing to fall asleep where I was).
Monday I met my sister near Chapel street and had brunch and did a bit of shopping with her. We would have done more but she forgot where she parked her car and we spent AN HOUR looking for the stupid thing. And by the time we found it both of us just wanted to go home. I bought some fancy tights which were on sale for $5.
Today was the Buddhist dhane that my mum's been organising for weeks, and that was the usual sort of thing.
Tomorrow is also training, and the day after is the Yellow Star test. I know I should go, even if I can't sit it because I will get to see what's assessed and watch how the other girls do. I just hope I don't get left behind as the only White Star though I probably deserve it after all the sessions I've missed by now. I feel kind of lost about derby. I don't think I deserve to be in the league, and feel like I'm claiming all this glory that isn't mine. And yet, I think it could be the best thing I've ever managed to achieve, if I give it enough time.
If I get through this week, maybe it'll get better.