I just finished my last shift at work and as I put away my pager and clocked out it finally hit me that I’m moving and I won’t be going to work every week. And then I felt my eyes filling and I had to leave quickly to make sure no one saw me cry. And then I saw my dog which made me cry more because I’m going to miss him like crazy…

I don’t want to go to university.

In my film class I was trying Cherry Aid for the first time and my teacher asked “what should we call the documentary about Emily trying Cherry Aid for the first time” and one kid just started into fits of laughter and then the slowly room understood..

Too tired. Last night went on for too long.

My boyfriends mum has changed our plans for his birthday and I’m now not allowed to see him until after he has lunch. He is 18 years old, not 12.