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I’m going to see Frankenstein again this year and I found a lot of Beltane drumming online, the quality is crap but THE DRUMS MAN
because I haven’t been to classes for a week it feels like I’m on holiday and I want to stay up through the night and savour the dehydration headache that cames from it but I have class at 8.30 and why do I have a normal live that doesn’t consist of spending entire days in bed with a gorgeous intelligent man who is really into you?
Phwoah, what a weekend
there’s a really interesting event going on tonight but it involves a lot of walking and ever since I put on socks and put my ankle vertical it’s been kinda painful and the blood doesn’t flow properly and I’m really not sure if I should go
dear people who have played super loud, bass-throbbing music in the flat above me for the last two hours
that sounds really weird but has three reasons:
1 - I took some really pretty pictures of sparrows while I waited for the shock to subside and being able to walk again
2 - it was by bad leg which means that it could have taken out my patella instead, but my knee is all fine and dandy and holding together tightly
3 - it was right next to the university health centre and the adrenaline made me actually go in and ask for a counselling session. I’ve been struggling a lot with depression in the last three months but really it’s been about two years since I’ve known I should seek professional help. It took me until nine months ago to actively acknowledge that and it’s a huge step for me to now actually do it.
And then I went to a yarn shop and the local library which I absolutely fell in love with (they fantasy books are labeled in this super fancy Gothic script and I got the most beautiful brandnew illustrated edition of fairy tales in a box set ever AND they have lots of rare books and English books and DVDs!) and bought myself chocolate and pistachios as a reward.
Extra perk: having a wonky ankle means I have a good reason to take care of myself and against the part of me that is always unhappy with the amount of stuff I get done.
woop so turns out headache is actually proper illness
at least I’m pretty sure healthy people can swallow properly and don’t feel like their brains are in a slowcooker
except if you’re studying grammar because then that’s the norm
omg I’m listening to this Norwegian history drama and it’s like ‘yeah so those people want to take over our country but worse they are Lutherans’
I thought there wasn’t actually a postgrad degree in Edinburgh that I liked but turns out there is
someone give me £8000 please
Ah no wait I forgot everything might be different by the day after tomorrow so it doesn’t make sense to look funding up now