Shaibana

My bf lives with me now becaus his school is in my town.

but i am getting so pissed with that school :S
they are the first to do that education in this town, so they are the guinea pigs.

but everything is so disorganised :S

- they had to get a schooluniform that costs 325 euro's .. yeah, we all have that much money in our pockets at any time
- lazy teachers. they literally come in 'i dont want to do this class today, go home' ... seriously?
...

i wanted to post this on the actuall date but.. ofcourse i forgot

But today is my 3rd year (and 5 days) anniversary on EOFF

jaaaj! lets celebrate!

by now i have made 1611 posts and 103 Blogs ^^

after intensive badminton in the morning and another 1,5 hour of training in the evening i have the baddest muscle sore you can think of

even turning in bed became a challenge.
and this morning i felt 80 years old.
i couldnt even walk proper :l

everything hurts!
even my ass hurts

my dad is retired (at the age of 55 :l)
and now he takes Badminton lessons.
i like that idea so he took me with him in the morning. in the morning there are 2 hours where you can just come and play some badminton if you are a member.

it was just 1 big grey carpet xD as a 20 year old i felt like a baby between all those 55+ :P
yeah well.. everybody else has to work or go too school

im not very socialy skilled so i was afraid that i would end up 'alone' ...

after 2 months of applying to jobs that i didnt really want, i might have found the right one.
in order to get some money i have to apply a minimum 4x in a month, and in all those 2 months nobody has called me work for them, even though i need a job i say '' thank god!''

but now my aunt pointed me on THE job that sounds perfect!
its in my field of interest and its 3-4 days.
wich is perfect becaus i dnt want to work 5 days in a week! there is more in life then work ...

Death is on my mind and its not leaving.

ive been unemployed for a good 2 months now giving me too much time to think and too less distraction.

some night 2 weeks ago i came to the subject Death.
realising that 1 day i will die and there is nothing I can do about it.
it scared me so much that i had a little panic attack and since that day i cant stop thinking about it.
at night, when im already more emotional then during the day, i can cry about it ...