Reading number9dream. I bought Cloud Atlas over a year ago, and have never got past the first couple of pages, but this I'm getting into. It's good. I think after reading a lot of Murakami recently, I now like things that are set in Japan.
Spent the afternoon contemplating life decisions. Looking for jobs. Looking at OU courses. Looking for places to live. Of course nothing is certain, and I don't have any real plans, apart from a bit of change. With most of my friends finishing their degrees this year, I'm starting to feel like I don't want to wait another 2 years or more to finish mine. My life is on hold until I've got that piece of paper. I can't get a real job in art without it.
Glad my parents have returned. I get really disconnected when I'm living alone. I hate it. One or two days is okay, but 10 is horrible. This is proof I could never live alone in the real world.
Keep putting off all this stuff. Going to sort things out on Tuesday. Then maybe I can get out of the habit of hating myself.
Tokyo Police Club. Pains of being Pure at Heart. Azure Ray.
Work tomorrow. Ew. It's weird, on Friday I felt like I was really okay with it all - but it's that feeling, like however well I'm getting on, it's not enough, and I don't belong there. It's uncomfortable. That's the only way to describe it.
bai.x.
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