manhattanproject

Some days are just not good days. I'm a jittery, nervous, irritable wreck today. And I'm in a really foul mood. On one hand, I should be happy, I'm going on a massive holiday (which, admittedly, has left me in the poorhouse after my savings have all been spent on it), there's the beginnings of what could be a very promising relationship, and I'll soon be moving into a new place. Then again, I've failed philosophy (and have no fucking clue how to go about resitting it), I'm skint, and my shitty job is fucking me about too much. I'm gonna quit when I get back from Sydney. And I'm shit scared about the possibility of being the girl's first time (which I would be, if it gets to it), due to the fact that I'm absolutely fecking useless from the neck down. I don't wanna disappoint her but it's not like I can really practice anything...