Sun is shining

Dear Diary,

Today was a WHALE of a day! Just kidding. But in all seriousness, I would like to share some well-researched knowledge with you. No doubt you already knew it. No doubt you think it all the time. No doubt that it may not be as profound as Churchill's speeches or as shocking as Einstein's revelations, or even the twists in the "Saw" films. Maybe you already know this, maybe you don't. But damn it, I'm-a gonna share it with you anyway. Are you ready? Here we go:

The sun........ makes EVERYTHING better.

Let me just pause to look mystical and wise for a second (pointless, I know, as you can't exactly SEE me). I'm fully aware that I sound like some pretentious flower-child, and the truth is..... maybe I am. But think about it! All I did was walk in the sun, and it felt like the most glorious, life-affirming thing I've ever done.

Out of sheer boredom and cabin fever, I took a walk down to the village to get some hair dye (I did a shocking job of the last one), find some Sign Language books in the library (I found two. But my bloody fines stopped me taking them out) and cancel my direct debit to the RSPCA (heartless, I know, but I have a POUND in my bank account. You do the maths!) But walking back, the sun was beaming down, it was one of those hazy days, and just for those lovely 15 minutes, I felt like I didn't have any problems whatsoever. They all became material, and I started seeing things differently and feeling 20 times better. ABOUT EVERYTHING!!!

Yes, I'm living at home, and yearn to break free. But I have the protection of my family and a roof over my head. I have endless supplies of ingrediants to learn how to cook with - a luxury I could only DREAM of, a year ago. Yes, it was going to be a while before I lived my dream and made it to France. But it's a COUNTRY, it's still going to be there in a few month's time! (Unless I get VERY unlucky and we suffer some kind of seismic incident where the continent plates shift and break apart) Yes, I am swamped with unemployment with an overdraft and student loan to pay off, in trying times. But for now, I was walking along, listening to music, gazing at the sky, breathing in that lovely smell that comes with a sunny day and smiling every time the wind blew. And yes, that's corny, but there are plenty of people in the world - how many were as lucky as I was then? I'm sure in certain awful places, there are people who've never even SEEN the sun. I tell you something - for nothing but a piece of nature, the sun sure makes you think about things.......
Until I nearly walked straight into a lampost. But I'll just pretend no-one saw me......

Anyway, the rest of the day was as nondescript as ever. I cooked tea, which received my second 10/10. Yeah, you heard me. I learnt several more sign language phrases online. Dad took me to the Trees to get my wages, only for them to have been delayed AGAIN. For fuck's sake. They're APPARENTLY coming tomorrow. BULL. SHIT. I've got a shift on Saturday, if I don't have them by then, I'm fucked. I have an Edinburgh ticket to book!!

No word from Gary..... Apparently my last entry was a little misleading - just to make things clear, I was NEVER going to sack Paris off to go hang out with him, it was just one of those crazy moments where he said something and I temporarily thought "Oooh! Idea!" But no. Not seriously. I wouldn't even cancel France for David Tennant. I may be a ridiculous human being, but not to THAT extent. And the calling a week-long booty call "romantic" was ironic...... even I'M not that naeive.

Tomorrow I'm off to the Job Centre. They can shove leaflets at me all they want, but this time I'm not LEAVING until I'm signed up to receive JobSeeker's allowance. This time I'm going into battle sober, and damn it, I WILL be claiming my £46 a week. Fuck you, establishment!!!

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Current Mood: rested
Current Music: "Pick it up" - Dem Naughty Boyz. TUNE!!!