Monday, December 6, 2010

It's nice to be back. I'm working as a physio receptionist in Glebe (the commute is almost painful), which is such a lovely suburb and full of all sorts of people and those artsy looking cafes. We put on the radio at work, and it plays the same songs over and over and I get stressed about what I have to wear every day (pyjamas, I wish), but it's great to have a steady job (assuming I don't get myself fired for messing up too much, which is more or less what I feel like I'm doing most of the time) and knowing that I can spend my own money.

It's always very cringe-worthy to look back on old diary entries and blog posts. I feel embarrassed about feeling how I felt and then pouring it all out into emo adolescent whinges. But I think I'll keep blogging (occasionally), just so that I can read in retrospect and laugh at myself.