take me to the merry-go-round...

If I study I don't have to think about horrible deaths and funerals.
Went shopping for a funeral dress today. Almost started crying cause I couldn't bend in one because it was too tight, but the other one in the exact same size was perfect.

I swear to god these clothes are out to fuck with my head.

Anyway I got a plain, fitted at the waist, past the knee, high necked black dress. I looked at myself in the mirror and instead of assessing how fat I looked, the first thing I thought was; I look like I'm going to a funeral.
which I am.

Toast for breakfast. I tried to eat dinner with my family for the first time in forever; (we never eat together and I've prepared my own meals since I went vegetarian 6 years ago), so cooked myself some frozen fish (I'm a shitty vegetarian this year) and a few oven chips.

I'm kind of caring less about my dress sense / makeup.
Though I bought some decent foundation, and mascara, that's all I can be arsed with these days.

I just want to study my ass off.

Literally.

I think I might take up a UEN program in my own time. I miss it.

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