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So, this week my head has been filled with far too much self-loathing, doubt and fear. I'm sick of it. Today I say, "excuse me brain, please buck up so I can have a day that doesn't involve thoughts of self-harm and never waking up".
And so, in order to achieve this, I have decided to write about things I'm looking forward to, and things that are rad.
1. My parents leave for Adelaide on Friday. Not that I won't miss them (well, actually...), but god damn it's going to be nice to be alone for 11 days. Not that I'll be completely alone of course, my mister Ben + Jen are coming down on Friday for booze and home-cooked food, and Ben's staying the whole weekend (which is nice... I've been trying to convince my bed that I'm not dating my hand, hopefully when I bring a boy into him, he'll believe me).
2. I have a job interview tomorrow for a hairdressing apprenticeship. Seems like it's something I'd be good at/enjoy, so hey. Why not. As much as I wanted to go to uni, I can't afford it and no one will help me afford it, so I'm stuck on my own again, having to compromise. As much as it hurts that people continually keep going back on their word in relation to this situation (and related topics), I can't be bothered being heart broken anymore. Time to take care of myself, no one else is going to help.
3. The weekend of Muse/Bad Religion fun draws closer and closer, and I'm super excited. Sure, it's a good month away, but god I need something fun and stupid to look forward to, and dancing under the stars to a great band sounds like it'll work for me.
One of the hardest things a person can do is teach themselves to breathe again... It's weird, getting to know your brain again after it's been on a vacation for so long.
And so, in order to achieve this, I have decided to write about things I'm looking forward to, and things that are rad.
1. My parents leave for Adelaide on Friday. Not that I won't miss them (well, actually...), but god damn it's going to be nice to be alone for 11 days. Not that I'll be completely alone of course, my mister Ben + Jen are coming down on Friday for booze and home-cooked food, and Ben's staying the whole weekend (which is nice... I've been trying to convince my bed that I'm not dating my hand, hopefully when I bring a boy into him, he'll believe me).
2. I have a job interview tomorrow for a hairdressing apprenticeship. Seems like it's something I'd be good at/enjoy, so hey. Why not. As much as I wanted to go to uni, I can't afford it and no one will help me afford it, so I'm stuck on my own again, having to compromise. As much as it hurts that people continually keep going back on their word in relation to this situation (and related topics), I can't be bothered being heart broken anymore. Time to take care of myself, no one else is going to help.
3. The weekend of Muse/Bad Religion fun draws closer and closer, and I'm super excited. Sure, it's a good month away, but god I need something fun and stupid to look forward to, and dancing under the stars to a great band sounds like it'll work for me.
One of the hardest things a person can do is teach themselves to breathe again... It's weird, getting to know your brain again after it's been on a vacation for so long.