Dooh. what a lame title. 61 days has gone by since I started on my new mission. Att mår bättre. To feel good. so why the hell am i feeling like a piece of rotten meat?
Read aftonbladet's article about listening to my inner voice and it says I should prioritize. I prioritize myself and life but heck, i cant just live on fresh air and sunshine, cant I?
I WANT MONEY!! yeah, i am smart enough to know I need a job. Problem is this bloody hell-hole I live in, buggers want experience. now how the &(%¤ am I going to get any experience if no one gives me a freaking chance? so much so for the bloody hell-hole spirit.
Mood at the moment - totally miserable. am not feeling sorry for myself. I got myself into this. I did this to myself.
