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I'm officially broke. This is different from being unofficially broke; my oft heard cry of 'damn, i'm so broke' usually means that i do have some money, but i'm just too tight to spend it. Being officially broke means that the only thing in my account is the money my grandmother left me last christmas when she died - and i'm not touching it until i have something worthy to spend it on. So, for all intents and purposes, i'm penniless. Thems the breaks of spending all my money on clothes, DVDs, books, shoes and food this last month. I've definately found the downside of big-scale retail therapy... the next few months will involve serious re-stocking of my account.
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I'm officially having a crappy month. It's one of those months where i remember a sea of nothingness, punctuated by the occasional laugh or smile. As opposed to the preffered kind of month where i have nothingness, interuppted by an occasional downer or sadness. It's only the 15th... so i'm halfway there.
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I officially have my voice back, but officially can't breathe deeply without being sent into a fit of wracking coughs. It's charming. I could win the Best-Dog-in-Show award with a bark like this.
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I'm officially over uni. I have a sneaking suspicion in the pit of my stomach that tells me i'll spend the rest of the semester doing my assignments and the bare minimum of exam preparation. That means no tute prep, no readings, no case notes... and a significant dip in the quality of my learning. This worries me slightly, in that i pay $100s per week to learn. But whatever. Doing no study means i have more time to sit infront of my computer and contemplate life. Or nap. Or read some of those many books that i've been buying.
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One more thing. I'm officially a freak. You know that 'girl-time' that i've been missing? Well, those uni girls that i went to the movie with last night have invited me over to join them for a movie night on friday. Which is incredibly nice of them. But, my anxiety levels are so high that i'm already panicking and wondering whether i should make up an excuse and not go. Maybe it will be awkward? Or maybe it'll be hard? Or maybe i just can't be bothered to drive that far away, get lost and have to leave at a reasonable hour because of work... and maybe i'd rather be a zombie infront of the TV instead of socialising and making some much needed new friends? I'm an idiot. Of course i should go... just got to get a lid on that damned anxiety.
I'm afraid i'm officially a moron. Apparently, quite a few people agree.
I'm officially broke. This is different from being unofficially broke; my oft heard cry of 'damn, i'm so broke' usually means that i do have some money, but i'm just too tight to spend it. Being officially broke means that the only thing in my account is the money my grandmother left me last christmas when she died - and i'm not touching it until i have something worthy to spend it on. So, for all intents and purposes, i'm penniless. Thems the breaks of spending all my money on clothes, DVDs, books, shoes and food this last month. I've definately found the downside of big-scale retail therapy... the next few months will involve serious re-stocking of my account.
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I'm officially having a crappy month. It's one of those months where i remember a sea of nothingness, punctuated by the occasional laugh or smile. As opposed to the preffered kind of month where i have nothingness, interuppted by an occasional downer or sadness. It's only the 15th... so i'm halfway there.
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I officially have my voice back, but officially can't breathe deeply without being sent into a fit of wracking coughs. It's charming. I could win the Best-Dog-in-Show award with a bark like this.
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I'm officially over uni. I have a sneaking suspicion in the pit of my stomach that tells me i'll spend the rest of the semester doing my assignments and the bare minimum of exam preparation. That means no tute prep, no readings, no case notes... and a significant dip in the quality of my learning. This worries me slightly, in that i pay $100s per week to learn. But whatever. Doing no study means i have more time to sit infront of my computer and contemplate life. Or nap. Or read some of those many books that i've been buying.
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One more thing. I'm officially a freak. You know that 'girl-time' that i've been missing? Well, those uni girls that i went to the movie with last night have invited me over to join them for a movie night on friday. Which is incredibly nice of them. But, my anxiety levels are so high that i'm already panicking and wondering whether i should make up an excuse and not go. Maybe it will be awkward? Or maybe it'll be hard? Or maybe i just can't be bothered to drive that far away, get lost and have to leave at a reasonable hour because of work... and maybe i'd rather be a zombie infront of the TV instead of socialising and making some much needed new friends? I'm an idiot. Of course i should go... just got to get a lid on that damned anxiety.
I'm afraid i'm officially a moron. Apparently, quite a few people agree.
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