So lets just say these past two months might just not have been to my favour. Or maybe they have. Depending on how one view the situation. My car is still rather busted - but I haven't crashed it so I'm still alive and kicking. My body is bruised and scarred and filled with stitches - but it didn't cut my spine so I can still walk. My marks are really shitty - but still enough to get DP and write the exams. My heart is beyond broken and bruised - but I'm still happier now than I've been for the other months and I'm doing it on my own, independent.
Last week of being 24. Quite insane how quickly the time has passed. Almost exams and then one more year left of varsity. Thereafter heaven knows what I'm going to do. Never thought I'd be in this situation if you'd asked me last year when everything was planned and plotted. Funny how things changes.
Rihanna the 16th, don't know if it's worth going. Or if I should just give up and go, get a car and drive back. But then it will all be for nothing. However, it's not like I have ever taken the easy way out before so why would I start now?