I just ordered some items from the shop! The yoga pants (I've had my eye on them from day 1), spaghetti top and the new hoodie which looks so damn nice with thumb holes and all. The dollar is fucking cheap now so I thought strike while the iron is hot!
I still didn't dye my hair cause I am once again in a money vacuum, and I am again in doubt about the colour because it works like this: once I have made up my mind, I have to act on it right away, or else I'll change my mind again.
I need to start working out (yes a broken record indeed!). Luckily this weekend will contain some major dancing in Waterfront again, which is rapidly becoming my regular club yet again.
Time has been slipping through my fingers. I have to get back in the game very quickly now or else I won't make it. I just so fucking hate this education. Before someone asked me why I haven't quit yet then. The thing is, I like the subject: art history, and I really want to end up in a museum taking care of the education stuff, develop programmes for children and teenagers. I study in Leiden, where I feel like I don't belong, the teachers don't care for you, you have to do shitloads of classes which you're nor interested in and the guidance is poor. I have been kinda seriously depressed on and off for about three years now, and nobody in the uni has cared at all, and I have called for help on several occasions. I think the right word for my feelings about my study years in Leiden is bitter. And bitterness doesn't motivate, it makes you want to stay away from the shit.
India will probably just be a month in march, but no tears, one day I'll do a proper travel and now will just be a quickie to see what beautiful things lay ahead (and behind, 'cause when I am there it means that I graduated and nobody will take away my BA degree or tell me to go back to Leiden for whatever).
And about the job in Europe.. I have to send in my CV and specify in which ways I have been leader of a team before. I have some experience. But I just think that I really am the right person for the job because I know how the kid's club should be run, and I will tell them that (in a modest way, off course). So finger's crossed!
Now, off to bed, a day of cleaning, study and maybe sex lies ahead.
xx
I still didn't dye my hair cause I am once again in a money vacuum, and I am again in doubt about the colour because it works like this: once I have made up my mind, I have to act on it right away, or else I'll change my mind again.
I need to start working out (yes a broken record indeed!). Luckily this weekend will contain some major dancing in Waterfront again, which is rapidly becoming my regular club yet again.
Time has been slipping through my fingers. I have to get back in the game very quickly now or else I won't make it. I just so fucking hate this education. Before someone asked me why I haven't quit yet then. The thing is, I like the subject: art history, and I really want to end up in a museum taking care of the education stuff, develop programmes for children and teenagers. I study in Leiden, where I feel like I don't belong, the teachers don't care for you, you have to do shitloads of classes which you're nor interested in and the guidance is poor. I have been kinda seriously depressed on and off for about three years now, and nobody in the uni has cared at all, and I have called for help on several occasions. I think the right word for my feelings about my study years in Leiden is bitter. And bitterness doesn't motivate, it makes you want to stay away from the shit.
India will probably just be a month in march, but no tears, one day I'll do a proper travel and now will just be a quickie to see what beautiful things lay ahead (and behind, 'cause when I am there it means that I graduated and nobody will take away my BA degree or tell me to go back to Leiden for whatever).
And about the job in Europe.. I have to send in my CV and specify in which ways I have been leader of a team before. I have some experience. But I just think that I really am the right person for the job because I know how the kid's club should be run, and I will tell them that (in a modest way, off course). So finger's crossed!
Now, off to bed, a day of cleaning, study and maybe sex lies ahead.
xx
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To bad that it also comes with the insecure feelings and doubts