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Monday, 2 May 2011
Wednesday, 13 April 2011
Tire Swing
Cause I like to be gone most of the time,
And you like to be home most of the time.
If I stay in one place I lose my mind,
I’m a pretty impossible lady to be with...
And you like to be home most of the time.
If I stay in one place I lose my mind,
I’m a pretty impossible lady to be with...
Monday, 4 April 2011
Thursday, 31 March 2011
Charity Brief
Tuesday, 29 March 2011
What's the point
Time for a moan...
Sat here thinking, yet again, what's the point? What's the point in getting this degree. It's just an expensive detour and a stressful one at that. I'm not even enjoying what I'm doing anymore. The strain of constantly going back and forth to projects because they're simply not finished due to crazy deadlines, just drains me of any enthusiasm and passion for the subject I used to love so much.
Watching programmes about graduates struggling to get jobs because;
They're over qualified,
Need own transport,
Or have no experience in the field.
Just feel as though theres no light at the end of the tunnel right now. Like I'm digging a deeper hole that I can't get out of. Pfft, I'm going to end up in a dead end job, some receptionist. Answering phone calls and booking meetings and making coffees for employees who have MY dream job. That or get myself into even more debt by completing a PGCE and ending up living and breathing kids.
Stressful, depressing times.
Sat here thinking, yet again, what's the point? What's the point in getting this degree. It's just an expensive detour and a stressful one at that. I'm not even enjoying what I'm doing anymore. The strain of constantly going back and forth to projects because they're simply not finished due to crazy deadlines, just drains me of any enthusiasm and passion for the subject I used to love so much.
Watching programmes about graduates struggling to get jobs because;
They're over qualified,
Need own transport,
Or have no experience in the field.
Just feel as though theres no light at the end of the tunnel right now. Like I'm digging a deeper hole that I can't get out of. Pfft, I'm going to end up in a dead end job, some receptionist. Answering phone calls and booking meetings and making coffees for employees who have MY dream job. That or get myself into even more debt by completing a PGCE and ending up living and breathing kids.
Stressful, depressing times.
Sunday, 27 March 2011
Choked...
Chest heavy with problems,
Feels tight.
Hard to breathe almost.
Sudden rapid heart beats,
But not the exciting flutters.
The type that actually stop you,
Dead in your tracks.
Stop.
Sit down.
Breathe slowly...
Head feels dizzy,
As though it's floating away.
I'm loosing it.
Throat dry and sore,
No drink will quench it's thirst.
What's happening?
Feels tight.
Hard to breathe almost.
Sudden rapid heart beats,
But not the exciting flutters.
The type that actually stop you,
Dead in your tracks.
Stop.
Sit down.
Breathe slowly...
Head feels dizzy,
As though it's floating away.
I'm loosing it.
Throat dry and sore,
No drink will quench it's thirst.
What's happening?
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