YAY FOR BLADDER INFECTION - No don't .. just don't!!

Feckin' feck. 2 days left till the job interview and what do I do? Yeah that's right: I fall sick! 

Feckin' feckin' feck. Sh**!!

I cannot stop cursing.  I'd rather have a fever but then again I would just curse as much if I did. There is no cure for cursing. Grrr!!

And now for the rest of the day I will "waste" my time watching all of Hannah Hart's videos on youtube. Such a crush on that woman! Also I will do my best to avoid doing any of my paper work and end up doing all of it once I reach the peak of boredom. Dang, I actually had plans for today, kinda. 

The colour of the month

Yay finally I got around to putting a bit more colour in. Geez, it feels weird to be so colourful again!

I love the colours. I think it turned out really well. Didn't bleach all the way up to the roots, just a few streaks. After all I still do want to grow it out into a more ombre kinda look. 

Aww. Such a good day so far. Plus I got a call this morning: Job Interview next week :D

What a job with that hair, you say? That's just fine. I had an internship there a year back. They already know I look like a tropical bird :D

Holy Guacamoly 
It's awful to be back home. I haven't felt this lonely in quite a while.
And now I am back in my bed and I don't know what.
I desperately seek for people to connect with and then I block them off and rather stay in bed anyways. I don't get my own thinking. Grrr.

I hope it's just the getting used to normal life after the past weeks of being surrounded by people 24/7. The fear of falling back into depression is almost as bad as the depression itself. Well not really that much but I freaking hate it. I get scared even at the slightest sign of sadness. But it is ok to be sad sometimes. It is ok to cry one's heart out. Not everything is depression. I have to keep repeating this to me so I don't freak out. 

It's been forever

Oh uupsi. How did that happen? 

I told myself I would really follow through with this blog but well I didn't. Again!

But I ain't giving up just yet!

Been outside for the past few weeks. It was exhausting but worth it. 

Didn't take too many pictures though.

After the panic attacks and depression peaked again for a little while I guess I am ok right now. 

Now that I got a little bit of a tan my scars on my lower arm got very visible. While I don't really mind right now, people tend to touch it and ask about it more than usual. I am still not good with explaining them. I tend to tell people that I got caught on something instead of telling them that I inflicted them myself.