And off to Sheffield Hallam university very soon!
After Easter I ate so much chocolate I kept saying I’d never be able to eat it again. But kept going. And yesterday I suddenly realised when craving something bad for me, that I didn’t fancy chocolate. Nor have I had it for 2 weeks! And I really don’t want any either!
I think I have to get CCC to get in. I’ve accepted it so now I just need the grades!
Though I keep getting old feet and thinking maybe I shouldn’t go. But I WILL get the grades and I WILL go and I WILL have fun =).
...has been an on/off thing with me. I’m terrified of it for some reason. That and impatient. I just want it to be done.
I left my job and got a new job as a visual merchandiser! I have 3 set days to work (which I picked myself) and I can work at whatever time during that day because I work on my own in different shops. And my pay has gone from £4.10 at my old job to £5.50 at this one! Super dooper!
Turns out, now I am finally 17, I have to weigh more to be able to give blood. Kinda sucky but never mind.
I went and had the most amazing time ever ever. Such a good experience! It was my first festival and I thought I’d cope really badly but I survived!
I’ve dropped it now but at least I got an AS out of it. I got a C overall which isn’t bad and not the worst in the class. Annoying thing is I was super close to a B but never mind.
...I don’t want to now.
It was originally a joke plan between me and Tom. Biut now Tom is my ex I figure it’s not such a good idea.
That and I’ll be at school.
...but I do think I’m on my way to doing it.
I gave up waiting for my Dad to call as promised, so 2 months later I stopped my stubborn-ness and called to ask to take my brother out over half term. We went to the cinema, went to the arcades and generally had a good time.
Jack (my brother): I think today’s going to be good.
Me: I hope so!
Jack: Possibly even the best day of my life!
Me: Why?
Jack: Well it always is when I see you.
He’s only 9 bless him. I so need to see him more.
I figured now that I should accept the way I am.
I am eating slightly healthier but I’ve decided my weight is probably actually quite a good weight to be.
I’ve seemed to be doing this without realising.
I’ve not been on the site for ages for some reason and I just got a comment from someone which made me decide to come back.
And I read through my list and realised this is actually something I am unexpectedly quite good at. Everyone sees me as a pessimist but I’ve somehow learnt to see good in most bad things.
I sort of did this.
She found out about a small part of it so it all went wrong. But it went good in the end. She helped me slightly but she didn’t know who I had invited. And she had a really fun night. We all did.
I’ve only had one lesson.
I kinda hate it cos they’re all really good and have been doing it for 10 years or so.
But it’s ok apart from that.
I just worry too much about what people think of me.
Does feel like I’ll never manage this. It’s not jsut about the money any more either. I’m bored where I am. I have applied for somewhere else. I handed in the form yesterday but I’m not expecting much.
It’s as a chamber maid, which isn’t the nicest job I can think of but it pays better, it’s a more active job than sitting at a computer with a few customers a day and the hours mean I work weekend mornings so get to have the afternoon free.
I can hope. We shall see.
Miserably. I knew it’d be tough. But going back to school makes it a whole lot tougher. I have managed to be quite good and choose other things. But the main point is I’m trying to be healthy which seems near impossible at school.
I will keep trying though. Also doesn’t help that my Aunty bought me another Easter Egg today that had been reduced.
So much chocolate. Particularly this Easter I got lots of eggs. But my theory was the quicker I ate them the sooner they’d be gone. So now they are gone (minus a few bags of mini eggs which I’ll give away) I am going to take it upon myself not to eat chocolate. I’m going to find this one really hard. But I’ve found a new like for oatcakes, a lot more healthy. So there is hope.
I kinda started this one rolling.
When I went to London, I HATE tubes. And although I refused most of the day I did go on 4. And I was proud-ish. Though annoyed I restricted the person I went with so much because I refused to go on them.
I did this. I’m not really sure how to measure it. Cos I still think it’s obvious that being in a relationship is real nice.
But today I was genuinely happy with the way things were. I’d stopped thinking about my ex. I was home alone, music blaring loudly, dancing round the kitchen like a mad person.
But I was happy. And I’m pretty sure that counts as being happy on my own cos this week I’ve been really down at being single.
xxx.
