I just have to live here, I will get here, I will.
I'm on my way back home now from a lovely day yesterday with Harriet in the city. We went to all of our old haunts and explores new places to, just had a day of drifting in and out of lil coffee shops and vintage stores, talking constantly about the job we're now without, friendships and relationships. It was the first time in a long time I felt like I had a friend, who listened to my problems, gave me advise and reassurance. It really meant a lot.
It made me feel happier knowing that she's also been in the same position as me but got through it. She's like the positive person I used to be back so long ago, made me feel like I can get back there. I hope I'll see her again soon.
On reflection, I didn't enjoy the whole aspect of freelance designing, well, certainly not at that studio. I was kinda expecting it to, I knew I had been struggling to juggle work with designing but, I knew full well that I was prioritising one above the other and was fine with it. I'm just a bit nervous about what my parents are going to think, but oh we'll, it's just another thing to help inspire me to do even better!
I need to get back, send my CV to nina, call her about Saturday. Then chill! Until 4 til I have to go and meet that guy who made everything awkward! To return his DVDs urgh. At least once I've done that I don't need to worry about it anymore. I am also tempted to go for a jog, eventhough my body really hurts. Maybe I shouldn't push it hmm.
I've just got to take each day at a time.
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