"Productive" Things I've Done Lately

1. Not got into uni. Apparently I didn't quite get U.E because my music credits for composition were never recorded. Having done an extra year of high school, I really can NOT be bothered right now. Not sure what to do. Kinda relieved though. I didn't really want to in the first place...

2. Stalking my boyfriend on Facebook. Because dammit, he lives in Auckland and that is as much of a legit excuse to stalk him as ever. Sometimes when I get really, really bored, I'll even go onto his ex's profile and stalk all the pictures of him with her that he untagged himself from because at least I can pretend she's not in them. Yes, I'm aware this is pathetic. I'm in a long distance relationship. Gimme a break.

Here's a cute pic of us together, to prove I'm not entirely pathetic.

3. Made some garlic soup. It was delicious. Recipe here, I tend to leave out the bread (I hate bread in soup, the texture makes me feel ill) and add a dash of cream. Lovely.

4. Ate my mother's recent invention, whiskey tiramisu. And then washed it down with more whiskey, because she found you can buy little 50ml bottles of the stuff. Awesome!

Who's a cute little bottle of joy? YOU'RE A CUTE LITTLE BOTTLE OF JOY!

5. Contemplate blogging. I've got some cool ideas. This is not one of them. I'm just ranting.

6. More tiramisu and/or whiskey, because I'm pretty upset that I'm not going to uni and I'm unsure about what I want to do with my life now. Not that I was so keen on that plan anyway, but at least it was something productive to work towards. I need to keep myself occupied, or I find myself getting very lonely and depressed and next thing you know I've gone and emptied another jar of nutella and I'm whining about it on here. I'm glad Summer Gathering 2012 is coming up. Should keep me busy for a week.

7. Go on r/aww and look at cute things until I feel a little better.

8. Go on r/ginger and get an inflated sense of self esteem.

9. Realise I am on Reddit and thus being the opposite of productive.

10. Sigh.

11. Stare morosely out the window until I realise that holy wow, that poor pigeon outside has only one leg. Feel grateful I am not a pigeon. Feel a little better about my life. Watch pigeon fly away and taunting me with its powers of flight. On the other hand, if I had the power of flight I still wouldn't go anywhere. I'd still be lazy and depressed and not very motivated. I have the power of walk, but I'm not really using that either.

   Sorry, this is what happens when I am an unhappy chappy. Hope to resolve this soon.