Jackson got accepted back into uni!! This is good and I’m happy. He might defer it till next year but still!!

I was freaking out about my inspection but the real estate agent came and left in two minutes and my place is all tidy now so I guess it’s all good

I’m doing 5 engineering subjects this session and I still managed to get tuesdays off. I feel good.

I had a two hour lecture, caught up with a friend for lunch in a three hour break and now I’m home early because my lecture finished 30 mins early. I forgot how easy days could be at uni rather than working 9-6

I dont have a day off next semester which means that for months I’m not going to be able to my favourite thing: spend the day in bed doing a whole lot of nothing with Jackson

THE BEER DUDE

You mean the old man with a beard smoking a cigar? He was my favourite. I miss him.

I just accidentally opened a file from my attempt at creative writing for HSC english. I’ve always known that I wasn’t the most optimistic person in the world but wow, HSC Amy really fucking hated everything.

I don’t want to go back to uni on Monday. I’m going to pretend that the biggest reason for me not wanting to go back is because I don’t have anything nice to wear.

My new manager isn’t very good and I don’t like it because things aren’t running efficiently and it’s really frustrating me. Like the fact that he won’t get around to doing things marked high priority for days.

It probably shouldn’t bother me as much as it does but I worked practically full time in the store for the past couple months and now I’m not going to be there anymore and I feel like something I love is being broken.

I started the countdown for how much longer it’ll be until I’m home again at 13 hours when I got on the train this morning. And now I’m very excited that home is only 15 minutes away.

I managed to lose my glasses this morning. There is nothing worse than trying to find glasses when you can’t see yourself

I got dressed in a hurry and I put on a blue top and blue jeans and then Jackson started calling me a smurf

I bent down to pick something up and I could see the guy next to me looking down my top and then he found it necessary to give me a cheeky grin when I got up.
No. That’s creepy. Please don’t do that.

I got my parking spot for the first time since my new neighbours moved in. I’m actually far more excited than I should be but part of it is because I went grocery shopping and there’s no way in hell I’d be able to get everything inside without crying if I had to park a block away like what usually happens