What I Currently Feel...

Combat it!

Oh no.

Abandon

Just read an interesting article about young teachers abandoning the profession.

At the moment, I couldn't imagine myself doing anything else!

Interesting

Here we go, again

Four years have passed since I last put something on here. I will write or post something here every day. Every. Single. Day.

Trepidation is what I’m currently feeling. Great amounts of trepidation.

A beautiful interpretation of a beautiful song.

yes, please

sunday.

it's sunday. i'm in a rut. instead of complain, i'm going to watch some will and grace, play some mariokart and drink lots of water.

can we go back to this?




or this?





or even this will do...




maybe i just need to shave? or sleep? what a day, what a day... decisions, decisions...


chookas for sunday.

i will.

today i booked a flight to the gold coast to see my brother. it will get me out of this funk.

i will be there for a week. it won't be as cold as melbourne. i will eat burritos. i will write. i will exercise. i will tick off some things that i put on that list earlier in the year.

i need to work to pay off this trip. i need to work to pay off my previous trip. i need to work to pay my rent. i need to work to keep me busy.

i'm now going to spend money on theatre. i don't need to, but i will.

ramble, ramble.

dear diary,

i'm lazy. there, now the inter-web knows. it may come as a shock to some.

"You? Lazy? But you're so well put together, and devilishly handsome?" i hear you say.

i may be devilishly handsome, but that's a different story.

i started doing some uni reading today, and was appalled that the text i was reading was actually prescribed to us. i think there should be an interview for entrance into education, and a common sense test also. this will never happen, unless i become the head of the education faculty. and this will never happen

because i'm lazy.

it really is a vicious cycle, isn't it? talking of cycles, i started on doing up an old bike a couple of weeks ago. it was actually more like 2 months ago, but who's counting? i'm fairly sure i won't complete it for a while, but we can only hope, can't we? how many rhetorical questions can i ask in a paragraph? probably a few. rhetorical? yes. ironic? probably not.

let’s think of happier times of broadway and picnics and brooklyn and peanut butter cupcakes.

“dear blog,

i just got a call from b** s****** and she called me back for skeets miller or reporter.

love will.”

not the roles i want, but I want to do a good show. and i wish i could sing better and be less nervous in auditions. disappointment.

back to happy thoughts.

better? maybe tomorrow. the sun’ll come out tomorrow…

from will.

ps. i wasn't concentrating during this. the tv was on in the background. and i had 'some people' from gypsy playing over and over in my head. and then people started talking to me. and then I got a phonecall. and then i stopped concentrating even more.