Its back.
You’d honestly never guess why the hell I feel so bad now. I was playing on my Undead Mage on WoW, when a dwarf paladin attacks a Warlock I was running past. The Dwarf didnt even get a chance to hit the warlock between my frostbolts and the Warlock fearing him. I wish to hell I’d stayed out of it so the stunty could have stood a better chance. And now I’m left feeling like shit, cos we ganged up on him. I’ve always been a sucker for the underdog.
I went to my asda interview yesterday, though shit only knows why they want me to go back on friday. I was hardly outgoing or extravert during the damned interview so now I’m pissed off about that too. I know, I know its a job, but im still not fucking ready for it, and I just know that If I turn it down, my Mum’s streak of understanding will cease to exist and she’ll throw a fit. More fucking pressure that I don’t need.
I also spoke to my new councillor last night, she talked alot, and I found it hard to maintain interest in what she was saying, I know she was trying to help but the whole thing just went in one ear and out the other. Starting to Wonder if maybe my problem is something like ADD. The hour seemed to fly over that I was with her though, I went in at 4.30 and when I checked my watch it was nearly 5.30. Maybe next week will be better and i’ll find it easier to focus on what she’s saying. Last night was just a bit odd. She didn’t really ask any questions, so when I answered them, there were alot of long silences. Then suddenly she’d go off on one, where I found my self zoning out and ceasing to really see or hear her. Then I’d look down at my hands to try and get my mind focused and she’d still be talking. I found that I just wanted to be at home. Conclusion - she didn’t really seem like much of a councillor. She just picked up on one thing that I said and spun it out for an hour. Limited questions on her part and honest answers on mine lead to it being a rather boring, one sided, conversation. Oh thats the last thing I wanted to mention, since my retarded doctor seemed to think that my anxiety overrode Depression, I get the feeling thats what she wants to counsel me in; Anxiety. Shit, I might get better at talking to people, but its not going to help me find out why the hell I get so down.
Nevermind another shitty day in the life of, huh?
Stay Safe
BP
