On the very bright side (or not), I think the 3 - 5 days insanity was attributable to PMS. Although that's crappy, I didn't do anything major, so I'm not too bothered.

The real good news is as follows: I had a tenancy meeting with my property manager and with Leisa today, and the outcome is that my tenancy had been extended 6 months until the end of July, with a review in 3 months, and if things are still going well at the 3 month review, then my name will be referred to something...

I feel like I'm just going in circles, repeating the same mistakes, over and over again, with no way out, and with no hope of something brighter. I feel like I'm wasting so much. Everybody always talks about all this potential they see, that I have, and I know it's there. And I know it's wasted on me.

What's the point of intellect, if you can't apply it? What's the point of musical skill and talent, if you hardly ever get out your instruments, or sit down and compose? What's the point...

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My new bed came today! So, as I'm using Google Chrome to do this entry, hopefully I'll be able to show you pics.



This is where everything was after the bed collapsed.



This is the rest of my room, because I'm a show-off....

I read people's blogs, and sometimes I see tumblrs, and all sorts of stuff on the internet. And I think, I love these people so much, and I guess they have no idea. You're all beautiful, all of you. And you're all worth so much more than you think you are. And I want people to walk up to you every day, and tell you how amazing you are, and tell you that you're loved, and hug you, and be there for you. I want you all to know. Because there are people on this forum whom I have loved in the past, and...

The insides of my nostrils. Are constantly. Itchy. There's not even any snot or anything. Tey just ITCH and it's driving me batshit, what a stupid place to have an itch that you cannot scratch.

My bed broke. As in, collapsed. For no reason. As a result my head received a fair bashing on the bedside cabinet thing. I still have a lump. It's not as sore as yesterday, but it's still sore. I took apart the old bed frame last night, I'm going to make a coffee table out of it. Leisa came...

OMFGPOTATOS;GKNHQER;GBERG;!!!!!

Well, TH was offline for a couple of days, as all of you are probably aware, and I've been sitting around waiting impatiently to post to my blog. Very, very impatiently. I keep trying to sort of blog on tumblr . . . but TH is my home, it's where I first blogged, and yeah.

So. Last couple of days. Have been keeping the house clean, I'll probably give the bathroom and the floors a once-over before bed tonight though. Just so, you know,...

Well, sort of. I feel like my emotions are quite volatile at the moment, but it's all circumstantial stuff. For example, my property manager wanting me to move is stressing me out, and my neighbours had a loud party last night so I was scared that I wouldn't get enough sleep and I'd be late for my job interview. As a result, I had a bunch of those weird surreal dreams which always seem to happen when you're stressed about something you can't do anything about.

I ended up getting up...

Property manager finally visited today, and it seems Sam will be getting her entire bond back, which is good.
On the not so good side, said property manager is pressuring me to move. I told her to wait until Leisa comes back so I can discuss it with her. Luckily, Leisa is back on Monday. Property manager wants me to move into a one-bedroom unit in Papatoetoe. Now, I have nothing against Papatoetoe, but I happen to really like Manurewa, and want to stay here.

Another frustrating...