Bollocks

Oh I forgot that I blocked this blog. I think I might un block it.

No one is on here anymore though.

Forever Alone.

Haha.

Um.

Yeah. So I don't know. I used to be able to open this up and just tap away at the keys for ages, and now I sit for a little while and sort of just look at the screen, and then close the tab and do something else.

And do you really think I'm a bitch? That worries me a little. Not a lot, though.

I actually want to say quite a few things, just not to people that I know. I'm not totally sure why. It's not even like bad stuff or really weird stuff, it's just that I kind of don't trust myself with my words right now. I don't know how to say things to you people.
Or I do.

Shut up.

Hello again.

So. Here's the deal:

1. Apply for Vic ✓
2. Apply for halls ✓
3. Send confidential reference ✓
4. Send $75 accomm. app fee ✓
5. Recieve contract for hall ✓
6. Send contract + bond back
7. Apply for student loan (1/2 done)
   
8. Raise money D:

Things should just be easier :P

School tomorrow

Fuck. Should I bother with my homework?

Friday, October 8

The holidays are almost over. What have I done in the last two weeks? Watched movies, slept, computed... that's pretty much it.
I hate this blog.

I don't want to do it anymore. Sort of. We know what website I think is so much better. Since you all hate it when I talk about it though I'm actually going to adhere to the rules and go fully fight club.

Mum is really angry at me today. I don't know why. She called me a bitch before she went to Wanganui, and when I wouldn't talk to her she said "I could die on the road and the last time we would have spoken would have been in a fight". I can't wait to go to Wellington, and to be away from my family. I know it'll still be hard, but it'll be a relief too.

I started my application today. I have to figure out my courses (which I have done) and then do my own timetable (which I have also done) and then fill in some other detaily bits. Hopefully my halls of residence thingy will get here in a week or so, too. I want everything to come together, so bad. I wish it could be as easy as possible.

I feel so tired. It's my own fault, I know. I just want this year to be over. As years go it hasn't been the worst, but it hasn't been the best, either. I don't know if I can pick a best year. They've all merged into a blob of badness and mediocrity, with small pieces of happiness sewn in.

Life isn't fair.

I Almost Told You Guys Something, And Then Didn't.

I was going to make a confession but decided it was a bad idea. I don't think you guys would understand what it's all about, except maybe for Chrissy and Isaac, because I think they'd be more likely to know about this kind of thing. That doesn't mean I think they'd approve, though.

xx