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I feel like I'm getting repeatedly poked in the side of the head with something dull... like a pestle. Or is it a mortar? Pestle, right? I can't remember, my head hurts. It's strange.

My situation in life is... interesting. Poor. And the security guards here at the computer room are, I suspect, starting to wise up to the fact that I'm not supposed to be using the computers any more. So if I suddenly disappear from your lives, that'd be why. Warning in advance, I guess.

Sometimes I'm tempted to just give up and move back to Southampton. Cheaper rent, which is something I need, right now. Money worries are incessant and... well, worrying. If it weren't for my flatmates I think I would, you know, despite how miserable it makes me. Despite my family, and the fact that I'd be either a)sharing a room (when sister's about) or b) living in an 8ft box. I don't know how much longer I can survive in Cardiff. Need a job, need a job, same old story.

I don't want to move back home. I don't want to take that step back. I don't want to give up livejournal, or milliways.

Ah well. It'll work out. I'm working on it.

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