Home…….. Such a beautiful morning here today. Probably the last of the warm weather. So I made the most of it. A 3km walk by the water, a swim and some laying in the sun. I love where I live.
Refresh and reboot. Sun, sand and salt water. Good for the soul.
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hrlfnsdfcndsbl I don't want to go to work today..... "enjoy your quiet week" they said on christmas eve, sike, it's been really fucking busy ever since and the store's a complete mess and we're out of everything and there's no time to restock or do dishes or even have a fucking drink of water............. I stayed back half an hour on boxing day because we were getting overrun during shift handover, came in an hour early on tuesday to cover a sick teammate, lost my fucking day off and had to work the evening shift last night because of another sick teammate (in the 3 customer-facing hours I had I think I got a combined total of <5 minutes to do anything except serve a literally endless stream of people), back in again tonight with a worse team on and then again tomorrow morning, meanwhile the rest of out staff have all gotten to have at least one day off in all of this and I'm the only dumbass stuck working it all... and then I have one day of rest on sunday and then back in again new years' day and the next...
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i've just been down a spiral, but i am so afraid of love.
i can not imagine giving my all to someone and being so vulnerable with them, just for them to leave me high and dry, acting like we never meant so much to each other at one point. it's just far too scary, like i'm literally going through a miniature crisis because this girl who i told EVERYTHING to may or may not be drifting apart from me.
i was born in the wrong decade, not really because the internet is amazing, and i'm queer so... but when it comes to love, i totally was.
i'm not one for this whole hookup culture. i'm just too insecure.
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Having a complicated relationship with your mum is so confusing. It's the knowledge that she taught me the best way to make gravy, how tie my shoes and how to make my bed. But she's also the one that made disparaging comments about my body growing up and is part of the reason I don't want to be a parent myself and why I moved across the country for uni. But she's still my mum and I still find myself wishing I could seek comfort from her when things get a little too hard but the mum I'm longing for doesn't really exist. And I see her in the colour of my eyes and in the way I grit my teeth when I'm angry. She taught me how to do my hair and how to cover up bruises. She's a part of me in all the good and the bad. And there's no way to say you hate someone that doesn't also acknowledge all the good because nothings as ever as black and white as that
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It’s the small things in life you guys…. My mum visited me earlier today for a few hours and it was so nice to just sit next to her and write on my exam and eat lunch together, but I had to leave the house long before her. And when I got back she had left me a tiny gift she had gotten in the city during the day, with a sweet note next to it <3 and I just love her so much
And as if that was not endearing enough, she left me an apple, an orange and a banana, clearly placed in the shape of a smiley. And I cannot imagine her doing that on accident <3
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it's my first day in my new apartment and here is a list of things i'm unreasonably excited about having:
a kitchen!! i can cook with an oven! i can have multiple things cooking on the stove at the same time! i can wash the dishes standing up at a sink instead of kneeling on the floor! (i used to cook my food with a single hot plate (is that the word?? anyway) and wash dishes in two big plastic tubs on the bathroom floor)
a tiny little balcony!! (a french balcony in finnish, one that's basically just a door you can open and railing right outside to keep you from falling down) i don't even have any special reason for why this one is good, it's just somehow really nice! but i can open the door and get some of the wonderful spring air in! and the glass door lets in so much light!!
a second floor apartment!! people can't see in! i can people-watch without it being super obvious! no one can let their dog piss right outside my window! it'll be warmer in winter because there's some insulation between me and the earth!
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So today we went to the museum that used to be the migrant/refugee camp my mothers family stayed in when they arrived in Aus. And like the sheer breadth of human emotion carried in this place was shocking. Australian govt pledges to accept 20 million people (lol) but being british at heart, and knowing "australians are unaccostomed to people who live differently to them" the immigration minister says we will take able bodied light skinned people. Especially single men.
These people, latvian engineers, yugoslavian doctors, ukrainian shop keepers, italian accountants, have lost their homes, and want to be any place that is away from the war, arrive in rural Australia. Where they are kept in uninsulated tin sheds on army barracks, with armed soldiers. Where orders are given in German!! Because that is what they were 'used to' :) where families are seperated and where they have no money and they are promised jobs but that engineer is now a sugar cane farmer, or a sheep sheerer, or a railway worker, and only if she can learn to speak english well.
The camp we went to today saw about 65000 refugees pass through, but right near the end there were more british settlers, who paid 10 pounds for the privilege to sail across to aus and have not a tin shed with 10 to a room, but insulated single family cabins, with flooring and curtains, where they would stay for 1 month tops.
Anway its most infamous for its food
Stefano, so true bestie!
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DAMN IT BECAUSE OF ALL THOSE FREAKING HOME AND AWAY ADS ON 7 PLUS I HAVE THE HOME AND AWAY THEME STUCK IN MY HEAD
GO AWAY
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