29/5/17 - Bank Holiday Monday
Dear diary,
Had a not so amazing sleep , i'm sure i dreamt of Dr. Who, and then i'm fairly certain my insomniatic, fucking diseased brain decided to throw another one of my incomprehensible nightmares at me. So i woke up feeling beyond disorientated. Mom came upstairs shortly after. While she was downstairs i heard her talking to my brother about his sudden desire to buy a new games console. Mom doesn't want him to throw the old one away because it belonged to my grandad. He passed away christmas just gone and were all still struggling.1.47pm
Just got back from shopping and i'm watching peepshow while dying my hair ombré red. The weather is awful so why im sitting in my pants with a towel wrapped around me is beyond me. Got the day off work as its bank holiday so i went shopping and brought some bits and bobs. Started the trip with a veggie sausage sarnie and now i'm chilling out. Feeling like a student. I used to do this a lot when i was at uni, go shopping, dye my hair, spend money i should be saving. Decided im going to try and upload a diary entry as part of a series so people can follow what post uni students get up to and if your like me and your just nosey you can dip into my life if it insterest you. If not i just enjoy rambling so ill continue haha.
6.54pm
Fucking shattered and dreading work tomorrow , you know when you truly feel shit at something , well i feel shit at my job. The cock ups iv made are worse than Farages druken antics. I'm suprised they haven't sacked me. I don't do it on purpose i'm just shit at my job. Also my hair dye didn't take , did i mention i was dip dying my hair red? Well the red didn't take. Maybe because theres still dark brown dye underneath. Stubborn bastard. My headaches are so bad at the moment i'v been learning this new trick from a yoga expert where u breath in and out through alternate nostrils. You have to physicaly cover and un cover one nostril at a time. Obviously. Nostril is such a funny word. Emerdale has just started i wish i had turned the tv on sooner to catch more of the news. I think i'm gonna go now , i can practise my nostril breathing haha.
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