Risk Lover

The more I wait, the more I analyse things, the more I think too much into the situation. I hate waiting. I'm the most impatient person in the world, if not universe. Waiting is almost like torture. But with me it's self inflicted.

So anyway, today's meant to be a relaxing, shopping with Olivia in the city day. Ended up with nothing, except lunch at Souvlaki Hut (no onions) and cupcakes on Degraves St (I must say it is the cutest store EVER). I was going to get a few things that I didn't need, but guess I just blew a whole heap of cash on a new Macbook Pro, so maybe I can and will forgo the acid wash blue scarf from Bardot (so pretty and SO soft) and that Kit cheek stain for a few months. If not just allow myself forget about them in time. Must stop impulse buying.

Also, another thing I've noticed. I cannot spend one full day out without being tired. Like now, I'm exhausted from being out for most of the day. Slept the whole train ride home. I don't even remember going through the city loop. Going to the city reminds me of work, which reminds me that I'm unemployed, which brings me back to the same thing all over again, which makes me think more and more into the whole thing. I even called up my course coordinator. I'm that desperate. But at the same time I don't think I should just sit around, wait and do absolutely nothing. Trusting God is one thing, but doing nothing is just stupid.

Going crazy now. Bye!