Turn around?

A bit of a cryptic title, I know.

I was just wondering how to classify a change for the better in my life as opposed to something just going right.

My computer died the other week. I played with it too much and messed up the boot labels. I was so fed up, you may remember the previous post. (No? You can always look back at it if you want.)

Just recently I've started chatting to someone who works within my Uni, when I have a minute and she's up for a quick chat, and she puts me in a right cheerful mood! (Thanks Sanja!)

Just the other day I had a right awful day - car had to be jump started, forgot my phone in plain sight in my car, couldn't get any studying done - so I just stopped, decided I needed some time to chill and meditate and only then would I go home. Went up to see her and ask if there was a room where I could do just that.
Honestly, I do find that it's the small things that make me feel better. She asked what was up and gave me a few bits of advice after I finished talking to my spirit guide.

Something seems to be going right again at least. Work is still a right bugger, but at east other things seem to be going right in some way, shape or form.

Now I just wish I had a e few hundred thousand more hair follicles successfully producing hair on my head.

I guess some things you just can't solve like that.

PW )O(

The end of a bad day, the end of a bad week?

Well! Where do I start?
Things haven't been going well, and today has just topped it all off.

My netbook has died. Looks like the BIOS needs flashing. I don't have time for it. I need my data off that computer ASAP. Yet, I have no time and no resources. F***.

Got a book out of the library thinking it would help me study. It's a terrible read and it's not helping me at all. Also, 50p to reserve the damn thing and I already had a copy of the key parts. WASTE of time.

Was so fed up just before lunch that I punched the wall going upstairs. My hand hurts quite badly now.

PW )O(

Why “The Relapse”?

Hi,

I’m a blogger and have been for a while. I started when Spaces first came out on Hotmail.

I was depressed at the time, with no one to talk to and I felt better when I wrote about whatever came into my head. I gradually let that blog die when I moved to Italy. I found people willing to chat who were friendly and available, not to say that people I knew in England weren’t, but I felt better with the new people I met. I started a new blog in Italian, it was no longer “tales of the manic depressive” but “tales with no logical flow” – same basic idea, different flavour, less depression. Then Windows Live Spaces was killed. I moved my Italian blog to Blogger and left my English blog to die a graceful cybernetic death.

That brings me to here and now.

Back in England, university student, second year of 4 doing Physics with Astronomy. I love the taste of black coffee and the smell of freshly brewed tea (with no milk, sugar or lemon juice). I’m a scientist and an artist. I’m a Wiccan/Pagan/Neo-pagan/Shamanic Witch (brought up to be a Catholic in a Catholic family verging on brainwashed, who would not approve of my choice) who’s been half-heartedly studying witchcraft and shamanism for 4 years and has only just started performing rituals (everybody works to they’re own timescale). I, like the rest of my family, have slight OCD (i.e. I’m a perfectionist and won’t stop doing something until I’m satisfied, and even then I might go back to it later).

And yes, I’m depressed again, hence “The Relapse”.

Just to set the scene, here’s System of a Down – Lonely Day. Personally I’d change the last line of the song to: “It’s a day I’ve not yet survived”.

Leave comments, just to say you’ve been here and what you think of my posts.

PW  )O(