
the years go on
It's still my birthday in the northern hemisphere, so I continue to feel the need to celebrate and be happy.
Yesterday was nice, Scott took me out to breakfast and after that we met up with his parents. And then Scott spent the rest of the day moving some new stuff into our place. It's seriously a fucking mess at this point and I'm going to have to spend my day cleaning.
But he bought home some dinner and took me out to the movies.
I can't say that it was a bad day, but I can't say that it was great either.
Saturday was a completely horrible day, and I'm trying to forget it and I succeed every now and again.
I feel sort of in limbo at the moment, but I know for a fact that I won't be going back to Uni next year unless I get my shit together. I'm looking for jobs right now and as soon as I get one, I'm quitting.
For a year, a month, forever...who knows, but I feel like I'm drowning and something has to give.
Well, this is how I feel now, in a week I'll probably change my mind.
The only positive thing I have to look forward to this week is my hairdressers appointment.
So, now I'm 19, I have a $4000 debt, no job, no idea what I want to do and no kitten.
Life is grand.
Oh, I played Silent Hill 3 on the weekend and scared myself silly.