December 9, 2009
In which I’ve drunk too much cherry coke
I appear to be slightly anxious at the moment. Either that, or I’ve drunk that bottle of cherry coke a little too quickly. I think perhaps it’s a bit of both 
. I’m anxious due to starting counselling today for trauma stuff, which is possibly the scariest thing I’ve ever done. And I have just drunk 500ml of cherry coke in about an hour. Which is slow by my usual standards, but I’ve been abstaining from it for a few days, so I think that’s why I’m uber wobbly.
I am pretty much off uni now til September ’10. That’s quite weird. I have some ideas, some things I’d like to do and a few things related to my course that I’d like to get a head start on (research! eek). I cannot believe so much has happened in one term, and I would never have thought in September this year that I would be intermitting. It sucks, I’m a bit peeved about how it’s happened, but also it’s given me time to think about and work on myself. Which I guess is a good thing. What’s not so good is that the uni are taking what seems like forever to sort it all out and my money situation is pretty crap. 2 weeks before Christmas and I’e got something like £3 to last me this week, and even less for the fortnight after due to needing to put my rent aside in case I don’t get my bursary yadda yadda. Ugh.
I’m still working out the best way to tell people. I’m trying to not have to, really. It’s not working though. I’m throwing myself into choir and music stuff right now to occupy myself a little. I’m also in the middle of a Craftster swap, so that’s also keeping me busy.
