Video games are so weird. Hey you just killed a giant goat man, have a pair of shoes you’re not intelligent enough to wear.
I really wish I didn’t have such an emotional connection to food? It’s like, when something really good happens I celebrate with food and with bad days I sad-eat and it’s only when I’m feeling good about yourself I feel like I deserve healthy, good for you food and why can’t I just see food as fuel instead of all these feelings.
I have wanted the biggest bear hug for days now and I’m just a super fluffball of insecurity and sad thoughts.
Rebloggin’ my own art, ‘cause I’m so damn proud of this one and I think I need a mini break from painting doggies for the table my Aunt booked for me at a Charity show next weekend.
This is my pal’s art an’ it’s really good!
Today I did my Big Thing and started my online TEFL course! It means that ideally I’ll be trained up to teach English as a foreign language, and there’s a few language schools for adults around Southampton so it could be a good thing. I hope it’s a good thing. Plus, it could help me get experience if I do want to do a PGCE and become a teacher further down the line. It’s something new to do and it’ll stop me spending eight hours marathoning TV shows that I’m not even sure I like.
I’m trying hard to live by Cat Principles.
1- I am glorious above all things
2- Eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy, play when bored
3- Affection is given and received on my terms and only mine
4- Show displeasure clearly.
6- Demand the things you want. If they aren’t given, demand them again, but louder this time.
7- If you are touched when you don’t want to be, say so. If they continue to touch you, make them bleed.
Diana, you’ve let us down, you’ve let yourself down, but worse than that you’ve let Paul and Mary down with your resorting to sabotage. Enjoy your cakes baked with schemes and lies.
I wish I could decide whether I want to be a teacher or not because on the one hand the hours and the actual feeling of a career and staff room and Christmases off and the possibility of moulding young minds and reading books for classes and planning lessons would be so sweet, but on the other I have to be sure I want to do this, it involves further qualifications and more student finance and commitment, plus public speaking and being a miss and some kids/teenagers can be such dickheads, honestly.