I seem to have volunteered to speak in a prison
Here is a snippet of the email:
Frankland holds some extremely challenging prisoners: those with affiliations to gangs or a history of violence, those convicted of sexual offences, a few with convictions for terrorist offences, and some with severe personality disorders
I’ve burned the shit out of the inside of my mouth eating an entire stuffed crust pizza. Probs karma for inhaling calories again.
Anyway it hurts.
And I bombed one of my exams.
And I have two more tomorrow.
And exam time begins again
First one is in 2 and a half hours.
Time to throw some clothes on and get to uni obscenely early to get some extra cramming in.
I’m so so scared for the 12 o’clock one.
AND OH GOD THE ONES TOMORROW.
Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.
My diet is so so awful, I really should step it up
Everyone was getting ready to go to the park this morning with healthy snacks and ‘oh no, can’t have chocolate’ as I sat at the table and munched my way through bacon, sausages, potato smilies, galaxy, haribo and Pringles. Just as a casual breakfast.
I need help.
The strangest thing happened today
Megan got some flowers delivered to her house.
Addressed to me.
They’re from Hungry House. The takeaway place.
I dont think I’m naive
But I do sometimes think I’m too distrusting.
I question people’s motivations for helping me and automatically assume the worst until they prove otherwise.
It drives me mad worrying about stuff that will probably never come to fruition but.. Better than being let down.. Right?