Jun 10, 2009 00:09
I passed my course! The COSCA certificate in counselling skills is rightfully mine, and I worked bloody hard for it, so I feel only a little guilty in declaring that the next two weeks at very least are to be spent not reading textbooks, looking for the perfect chocolate chip cookie recipe and squishing the cat.
I do look forward to finding a counselling diploma that will take me, but I'm not even thinking about it until I've read my height in platforms of trashy paranormal romance, drunk a gallon or three of Bloody Mary and generally celebrated with glitter and sugar.
standing on the rooftops shouting out,
inane in the membrane