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aarggh. i have been so busy. if only my life felt as exciting as it looks on paper. i've had absolutely not time to myself, i'm fucked.

i had my poledancing exam last thursday, which i passed. thank god for that. i really felt like i was getting nowhere.

i have a stupidly busy week this week too. its good though, i'm trying to keep myself busy. slowly starting to feel more normal, less crazy.

worried about my developing addiction to prescription drugs, but more on that another time.

i am angry. i have been searching everywhere for a new coat. it'd be fine, if i wanted a coat that fifty million other people have, or if i wanted some stupid little jacked that i will see seventeen thousand skinny beautiful sexy children (as in 17yr olds, not actual children.) wearing.

i need to get a hobby. i'm not entirely sure that arguing with my ex boyfriend should count. cunt. grrr. i wish i could say i hate him, and only mean it because it was true.