Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Tomat

Heh. Dunno why but this tomato at the end made me smile. It's so cute. Yet another cuteness from my forum.

On another note, today was quite good. At work like. I felt very hungry but not that nauseous or anything. I sent one taxi to the wrong address though. Hopefully it won't cost me the job. The taxi drivers will pick between me and this other woman in the following days.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

sell some of them and the others I thought of putting up for a giveaway

So I went through my clothes press. I have a few itmes of clothing I don't fit anymore. And most likely will never fit again. So I decided to sell some of them and the others I thought of putting up for a giveaway.
So here's the first item, a Jane Norman top:

If anyone's interested, leave your name and email address in the comment section. :)
If I get any answers, I'll be randomly picking the winner next weekend.

Friday, February 22, 2013

a bit of a party day/evening

At my mother's place. Thinking maybe I should start taking omeprazole cause I feel like gagging when eating. Ughhhh...it's not like that just at work it's all the time, except when I'm in town. But in town I get anxiety when shopping for food. Total lose lose situation.
Anyway, tomorrow's supposed to be a bit of a party day/evening. We've got quests comin' over and shit. Everyone, except me are gonna drink and then there's sauna and everything. Oh I so hope I'm gonna have a nice weekend cause I'm back to work next Tuesday. Hopefully I won't get nausea at work. :(

Thursday, February 21, 2013

At work. Feeling anxious.

At work. Feeling anxious. Should be going to mother's place today. Leavng work earlier than usually, hopefully I won't feel nausea.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

I just can't live my life. At all.

Ughhh, just got a bollocking from the mother. I told her I wanna quit my job. Well, I don't officially even have it yet. But my anxiety is sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bad. I get reeeeeeeeaaaaaaallllyyyy nauseous a work.
I want the job and all but the anxiety is making it really hard. Fuck my brain, seriously like. Why the fuck me!? Why me!?!! Why the fuck do I have to have the damn anxiety. Couldn't someone who stayed at home all the time have it instead of me? I just can't live my life. At all.