funny when you find drunken pictures of yourself and best friend inside a pub whilst looking up whats been going on in the hometown since last summer. It is most likely the last pic ever taken where i still had my dreads. I miss my dreads.
I’ve got another confession my friend, I’m no fool.
I’m getting tired of starting again, somewhere new.
Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in. I refuse.
Foo Fighters - Best of You
Its really starting to tick me off the way that whenever something good happens in my life something bad immediately happens to counter it. I got done with my intership with really good references and grades from my boss last friday, that in turn eliminated a major stressfactor from my life. This is a very good thnig right now since i been close to cave under my stress levels more than once lately.
Monday morning i finally managed to get a time at the vet to have them look at the left eye on my cat (he has a little scratch on it). It turns out that the scratch is way deeper than it looks and that to save him from infection he will most likely become blind on that side from the medication that he has to take from now on to make it heal. When it heals he will have lost sight on that eye comepletly.
For fuck sake life, cant i have anything without you stabbing me in the back the very second it is actually looking up? im growing fucking tired of this shit.