September 2010
9 posts
of all the kinds of bruises, id have to say a bruised sense of pride is the worst.
Today I was devastated to realise that i have lost my spunk. In fact i have turned into a pathetic excuse for a feminist/egalitarian. I realised this when, after watching my boyfriends hour long final, in the freezing cold and dark, i called out to him and walked over to him, only to be fobbed off, without even a thanks. Shattered and angry is an under statement.. although more at myself than him. he cant help it hes an ignorant male, but what is with my idiocy? Where is my fiest?
well i cant let go of the day just yet
A seasonal change calls for a lifestyle change, and seeing as it has now entered my favourite half of the year… spring/summer, I have decided to make like spring and get my happy out. To be honest im a bit of a whinger. I love my life but spend a great deal of time whinging about the very few, minor things that are wrong with it. From now on i fully intend to be optimistic, less stressed, healthier and as a consequence happier. Im definately going to try and get some balance, because right now, if my life was a see saw, id have a an elephant sitting on the “negative” side and a mouse on the “positive”.
heres to sun and reading books which arnt text books and morning walks and doing my assignments early without whinging about them for 4 hours.