You had my heart and we'll never be worlds apart
Okay so, I've had a bit of a change of scenery.
I was sleeping on a futon in the basement of my aunt and uncle's house. Now I'm sleeping on the futon with my little cousins in their room. Cause, well, there are some big ass bugs in that freaking basement.
Seriously huge ass bugs. Totally not down with it and not sleeping there anymore.
So, hit Gay Town on Wednesday night. Fucking awesome. Had a blast, hooked up with a wickedly tattoo'd chick who was totally amazing. We're gonna email each other but we were down with the one night stand deal.
Got some awesome 'gay' souvenirs.
Today I went to my aunt's husband. He's a life coach I guess. We've decided it's time I channel all this negative crap and get over myself. I don't want to be a destructive little witch my entire life. So, steps towards the positive side of things. Less doing things to piss off my mother, more doing things for me. Less doing things that hurt me emotionally, more doing things that make me happy. Less tattoo's and piercings to get a reaction, only tattoo's and piercings that make me feel good or mean something to me.
No more self harm. We're working on that.
Hopefully it'll help me kick the mild dependency I have on sleeping pills too. Which is fucking annoying. And you wanna know how all this is gonna happen?
Three meals a day. Lots of water and snacks throughout the day to calm me. Deep breaths and relaxing. It sounds completely potty but it actually does help. I had a session with him today and it completely helped. One hour with Micheal was something that not four months with Gina - the therapist who wanted to dose me up - got me. I lost tension in my muscles, my head quietened down and I actually felt good about me.
My aunt bought me a new iPod. Her name is Neffie and she's cute as. I love her. I having tonnes of fun with this, really. Matthew [aunt's son from a previous marriage] picked it up for me. And it was supposed to be a 2Gb Nano. It's really a 4Gb Nano. She and I love each other already.
Two more days. We fly home at 10pm on Saturday night and arrive home at 9am on Sunday. I get all of Sunday to relax, unwind and unpack and then I go back to college. Kinda looking forward to it, they even called me all the way here in Canada. Idiots didn't get the message that I wasn't gonna be attending the induction day since I was on freaking holiday and that I'd be back for the start of the course.
I was sleeping on a futon in the basement of my aunt and uncle's house. Now I'm sleeping on the futon with my little cousins in their room. Cause, well, there are some big ass bugs in that freaking basement.
Seriously huge ass bugs. Totally not down with it and not sleeping there anymore.
So, hit Gay Town on Wednesday night. Fucking awesome. Had a blast, hooked up with a wickedly tattoo'd chick who was totally amazing. We're gonna email each other but we were down with the one night stand deal.
Got some awesome 'gay' souvenirs.
Today I went to my aunt's husband. He's a life coach I guess. We've decided it's time I channel all this negative crap and get over myself. I don't want to be a destructive little witch my entire life. So, steps towards the positive side of things. Less doing things to piss off my mother, more doing things for me. Less doing things that hurt me emotionally, more doing things that make me happy. Less tattoo's and piercings to get a reaction, only tattoo's and piercings that make me feel good or mean something to me.
No more self harm. We're working on that.
Hopefully it'll help me kick the mild dependency I have on sleeping pills too. Which is fucking annoying. And you wanna know how all this is gonna happen?
Three meals a day. Lots of water and snacks throughout the day to calm me. Deep breaths and relaxing. It sounds completely potty but it actually does help. I had a session with him today and it completely helped. One hour with Micheal was something that not four months with Gina - the therapist who wanted to dose me up - got me. I lost tension in my muscles, my head quietened down and I actually felt good about me.
My aunt bought me a new iPod. Her name is Neffie and she's cute as. I love her. I having tonnes of fun with this, really. Matthew [aunt's son from a previous marriage] picked it up for me. And it was supposed to be a 2Gb Nano. It's really a 4Gb Nano. She and I love each other already.
Two more days. We fly home at 10pm on Saturday night and arrive home at 9am on Sunday. I get all of Sunday to relax, unwind and unpack and then I go back to college. Kinda looking forward to it, they even called me all the way here in Canada. Idiots didn't get the message that I wasn't gonna be attending the induction day since I was on freaking holiday and that I'd be back for the start of the course.