We're only 13 days into the new year and I'm already starting to give up on things. I'm getting increasingly disillusioned with life in general. Maybe it's just a bad patch I'm going through....and I sure hope that it is.
Andrew's probably going to be moving away from Brisbane sometime in June, after he graduates from university. Depends if the government is going to send him to a country school or have him teach at a surburban/city one. Christ, I'm going to miss him. I hope he doesn't leave...I feel like I'm losing people within close proximity to confide in. I'm still in touch with a few of my old classmates by e-mail, but I don't know when I'll see them next....
And then there's the university matter. I don't know what's going to happen there. As much as I don't want to think about it, I have to. I feel nervous and as scared as hell.
Andrew's telling me that I'm going to be alright. It's getting increasingly harder to believe that.