bad religion †
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Nessa. 20. Melbourne. PR student. Tea addict. iPhone reliant. Shopaholic. Pop culture, philosophy and history obsessed.
What I did with my day:
-Slept in
-Spent an hour in bed preparing myself to face the world
-Tidied my room
-Saw my girly and took her for lunch
-Took car selfies (evidence of this as seen above)
-Now I’m at another friends place stealing her tea
So basically I’ve spent my day procrastinating.
So Flume played Juicy by Biggie in a remix and I went ghetto on all those indie cunts and rapped the whole fucking thing. Boom!
Wish I could skip class because
a) I’m tired
b) It’s raining
c) I’m sitting in this corridor and there’s a weird guy making sounds with his mouth and starring at me
d) I’m wearing my gym gear
e) I’d rather be at the gym
Today I had brunch with my best friend, went shopping and caught up with another dear friend, watched the new ep of Game of Thrones, spoke to the cutest person ever at work and had an incredibly fun shift with all my other co-workers.
Mondays only suck if you let ‘em.
word vomit
- My pet goldfish, Lex Luthor, died this morning
- He was 5 years old
- Speaking of birthdays, I’m spending mine at the Mountain Goat brewery, and you’re all invited
- One of my oldest friends got married yesterday
- And she’s pregnant
- I cried, ha!
- My great grandmother also said I’m going to burn in the fiery pits of hell if I don’t “turn my life around”
- Whatever forever
- i worked nine hours today at two separate jobs
- one was good
- the other was beyond shit
- michael (my manager) keeps stealing my smokes
- he also laughed at my car
- which was not cool
- today’s one of the days i wish i could figure him out
- i got free cake
- and i spent $170 in five minutes of online shopping instead of getting ready for work this morning
- idk how i feel about today
- kisses x
my brother just walked into my room in only underwear to check out himself in my full length mirror and didn’t realize i was there til i coughed. his reasoning was “i do this sometimes….after i do legs at the gym.” we’re definitely related.
Monday Night Word Vomit
- I have uni tomorrow for the first time in four/five months
- I’m nervous
- Mainly because I’ve chosen to specialise in PR
- What if I’ve made the wrong life choice
- Whatever
- I’m just going to end up as an literature/philosophy/history teacher anyway
- I’ve already chosen what I’m wearing
- Before I do my readings
- Priorities, bro.
- I just hope it’s a good day
- I’m gonna go watch HIMYM til I pass out
This time last year I was suffering from depression, unemployed (with $50 in my savings account), had just been dumped by a shit cunt and one of my closest friends gave up on me.
Now I’m working two jobs, getting ready to sign papers on a brand new VW, about to start my graduating year of uni, and I’m surrounded by the most beautiful people I love dearly. I have never been happier.
It gets easier guys, you just gotta push through.
- Went to a house party after work last night. God bless long weekends.
- Stole another of David’s hoodies
- Got told some crazy goss on the ritual maccas run
- Got conned into buying an A&B ticket for Saturday night
- Trashed my mates car after we found it unlocked
- Didn’t lock it
- Went back today to make sure it hadn’t been stollen
- Found it and trashed it even more
- Am now fearing for my life.
Successful Sunday and Monday I believe
almost booked to get my leg piece and my P’s this morning.
came so close.
I’m actually getting really sick of hearing about getting drunk or stoned. Like, I love being drunk and high, but maybe I don’t want to do that all the fucking time. Maybe I want to be sober when we talk and maybe I want to have an actual conversation about something meaningful and maybe I want to be aware of my surroundings and who I’m with and what I’m participating in rather than just be lost in this haze of confusion the whole damn time.
idk man idk. shit’s getting old quick.
Hanging out with someone who got arrested two weeks ago. What am I even doing with my life?
So today I got told by a friend of mine that a woman at work has accused me of having a shit attitude towards my job and that my boss “made a mistake and wasted her time hiring me.”
Umm…I’m working 30+ hours (sometimes 40+) weekly at two separate jobs. I am literally running around for six, if not seven, days of the week between jobs. I actually don’t remember the last time I had a proper nights sleep because I am too damn busy working my arse off.
I am so fucked off right now I can’t see straight because the accusation that I don’t do my job properly totally goes against everything I’ve been doing for the past 2 months or so.
Cunt.
My cat, Jude.
