27 december, 2007
at home
stressed and worried
At least home life is back to normal. Essay writing is not exactly brilliant - my mentor is not exactly encouraging about the progress of essays. She is a bit like ' well i guess we can have a go and see what happens'. I am leaning more towards not doing anything if i don't have a real chance... This is ruining my holidays. I don't think buzz i having fun either...
Aearegh.
Back to it I suppose. Faarken.
Thursday, 27 December 2007
Tuesday, 25 December 2007
25th December, Christmas Day 2007
Time: nearly midnight
Location: Home (Kensington)
Feeling: a bit flat, somewhat stressed, tired
Just (about 1 hour ago) came back from Buzz's parents Xmas lunch. It started at 3pm. It was a long lunch. Mostly because Buzz and his sister's boyfriend decided to go for a round of golf in the middle. Apparently it's "christmas tradition". I was confused and puzzled. Very. Especially after he just left me there for 1.5 hours. I was not impressed. Still so. We've had a bit of a tiff after I kept being narky (as he was showing no remorse)... *shrug*
Anyway. Not altogether perfect Christmas. Not that it could be with freakin' essays hanging over my head. I have about 11 essays to write I think. Although when you add all the ones that are hidden within application forms, the number would be well into 20s. Also stressing about references... Not sure what is going on with those....
I don't know what I want anymore. I don't know if I can do another year at work if the bus school thing doesn't work out. A bit of a tough gig for another year if you have kind of been planning to be finishing in Aug etc... Maybe I'll see if I can get a job in London or something...
Time: nearly midnight
Location: Home (Kensington)
Feeling: a bit flat, somewhat stressed, tired
Just (about 1 hour ago) came back from Buzz's parents Xmas lunch. It started at 3pm. It was a long lunch. Mostly because Buzz and his sister's boyfriend decided to go for a round of golf in the middle. Apparently it's "christmas tradition". I was confused and puzzled. Very. Especially after he just left me there for 1.5 hours. I was not impressed. Still so. We've had a bit of a tiff after I kept being narky (as he was showing no remorse)... *shrug*
Anyway. Not altogether perfect Christmas. Not that it could be with freakin' essays hanging over my head. I have about 11 essays to write I think. Although when you add all the ones that are hidden within application forms, the number would be well into 20s. Also stressing about references... Not sure what is going on with those....
I don't know what I want anymore. I don't know if I can do another year at work if the bus school thing doesn't work out. A bit of a tough gig for another year if you have kind of been planning to be finishing in Aug etc... Maybe I'll see if I can get a job in London or something...
Saturday, 22 December 2007
22 December 2007
Saturday night - 8pm
Location: Home (Kensington)
Feeling: stressed. I can't remember why I didn't become a hairdresser...
it is a saturday night before xmas. what am i doing? I am writing freaking essays... For business schools. I can't work out if I'm in denial or not about actually getting in. It seems highly remote and unlikely. Should I really be spending my xmas break stressing over this?? I don't know... Farken.
Why am I not a hairdresser again?
Saturday night - 8pm
Location: Home (Kensington)
Feeling: stressed. I can't remember why I didn't become a hairdresser...
it is a saturday night before xmas. what am i doing? I am writing freaking essays... For business schools. I can't work out if I'm in denial or not about actually getting in. It seems highly remote and unlikely. Should I really be spending my xmas break stressing over this?? I don't know... Farken.
Why am I not a hairdresser again?
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