The Climb.

I love that climb back at from what felt like the complete bottom. For example a few months ago I was hating life, feeling unsafe in my own home, laptop-less, sick, stressed and totally run off my feet. After a few changes and a few lucky chances I find I am working my way up again to be so completely ecstatic about life. Spare time is really such a wonderful thing, with only two units at uni and finishing work by 3.30 every afternoon I find I have ample time for my self, my house and my boyfriend. A little too much time even, so I have picked up a habit of watching trashy TV before Jesse gets home. Work is fantastic, I actually am back to finding myself eager to get in to the office every day purely because of how much I enjoy myself. After spending a couple of days training new staff and being offered to opportunity to run training sessions with all the current inductees at work I find myself thoroughly enjoying this training thing. So much so, I considered yet again changing my major at uni to possibly to Human Resources, only to find this wouldn't fit with my passion that I have for Public Relations. I am so happy when at work because I am surrounded with a group of fantastically hilarious people who continually make me laugh. As well as this, the work experience I have been hoping for has come along with Mullaloo Surf Club who yet again reiterated to me their desire to have me on board and are happy to help me in any way possible with my course work for school.

My stress has subsided, I can eat again. I don't constantly feel like I am forgetting or missing something. I am still finding myself a little sick, but nothing which can't be blamed on the weather. For the first time in such a long time I am back on track, and more importantly I am enjoying myself.

The only downer to all life at the moment is the fact that the closer my birthday gets the closer it gets to saying good bye to the beloved friend of mine. I am in denial at the moment, where some part of my mind makes up that he isn't going to leave. But I know he is. It's right for him and I shouldn't try and take that away. So I am putting the call out there, I have an opening for a new gay best friend. You must be intelligent; allow me to get you super drunk; be a great listener; hilariously funny; sufficiently vulgar and most important you must have no plans or desire to move away to Melbourne!

....JUST KIDDING, but seriously.