Updatey time...
I seems customary since my return form Aus that every second week of the month I go through this huge moment of BLUGH!
These BLUGH feelings are usually highlighted by distinct feelings of self-loathe, sef-hate, self-pity and distinct decrease in productivity.
Now, some of you might say, she's never very active anyway, but to the point where half the time I can't be bothered even making food (even a sandwich is too much hassle) and just eat nothing or, when I'm truly starving some dry bread or crackers.
So yes... blugh is blugh is blugh... There's stuff I need to do and finish and I just cannot be bothered. It feels like it's one set back after the other and I just can't muster up the energy right now to be excited and try only to get smacked down again by the universe at large.
I know that sounds very terminal, fear not... if this month is trully the third in a pattern, I'll be fine within a few days again when I've kicked myself in the ass to stop acting like a petulant toddler and jsut fucking do something about it rather than sulk.
Unlike previous tw months though, I found a very definitive trigger to this one and it's been all down hill from there. I was on top of the world and then I flunked my driver's exam (theory). In a moment of self-wallowing I decided to get pizza and coke for dinner (omonmnom take out) ad promptly had a moment of Bexx-missage due to not having to distributed coke over two glasses but just the one.
It's the stupidest little thing I suppose but that day's pretty much been the main instigator, after the rage of stupid exam faded it all just kinda fell apart and we're right back to where I was last month. And then you notice in a whole month time you've achieved absolutely NOTHING. Despite trying.
Go me.
On the uphand of things... So this isn't a complete emo post about me feeling sorry for myself. I need to get up and do stuff because it's easier to get motivated to do non-fun-things when you're already up and doing fun-things. Soo wedesday evening I'm travelling up to The Hague, will sleep over t my dad's apartment. Shall spend the next day in The HAgue doing girly thins and shopping and fun things. Then probably some nice dinner out and the day after (Friday) we'll slowly teether back home. Going by the IKEA to finally complete my desk and then by isabelgou to pick up Flo! =D
I's getting mah kitty back! =D A good prospect that makes me very happeh! <3
Aaaand... the 25th... I go for my theory certificate again, so hopefully then I'll get it right and won't fucking fail. -___-
These BLUGH feelings are usually highlighted by distinct feelings of self-loathe, sef-hate, self-pity and distinct decrease in productivity.
Now, some of you might say, she's never very active anyway, but to the point where half the time I can't be bothered even making food (even a sandwich is too much hassle) and just eat nothing or, when I'm truly starving some dry bread or crackers.
So yes... blugh is blugh is blugh... There's stuff I need to do and finish and I just cannot be bothered. It feels like it's one set back after the other and I just can't muster up the energy right now to be excited and try only to get smacked down again by the universe at large.
I know that sounds very terminal, fear not... if this month is trully the third in a pattern, I'll be fine within a few days again when I've kicked myself in the ass to stop acting like a petulant toddler and jsut fucking do something about it rather than sulk.
Unlike previous tw months though, I found a very definitive trigger to this one and it's been all down hill from there. I was on top of the world and then I flunked my driver's exam (theory). In a moment of self-wallowing I decided to get pizza and coke for dinner (omonmnom take out) ad promptly had a moment of Bexx-missage due to not having to distributed coke over two glasses but just the one.
It's the stupidest little thing I suppose but that day's pretty much been the main instigator, after the rage of stupid exam faded it all just kinda fell apart and we're right back to where I was last month. And then you notice in a whole month time you've achieved absolutely NOTHING. Despite trying.
Go me.
On the uphand of things... So this isn't a complete emo post about me feeling sorry for myself. I need to get up and do stuff because it's easier to get motivated to do non-fun-things when you're already up and doing fun-things. Soo wedesday evening I'm travelling up to The Hague, will sleep over t my dad's apartment. Shall spend the next day in The HAgue doing girly thins and shopping and fun things. Then probably some nice dinner out and the day after (Friday) we'll slowly teether back home. Going by the IKEA to finally complete my desk and then by isabelgou to pick up Flo! =D
I's getting mah kitty back! =D A good prospect that makes me very happeh! <3
Aaaand... the 25th... I go for my theory certificate again, so hopefully then I'll get it right and won't fucking fail. -___-