Not a brilliant week so far. Nothing particular has really happened, few awkward parents, but nothing of note really. I'm just feeling very tired and a bit emotional and a bit drained and a bit lots of other stuff.

Job situation is really really really stressing me now. The lack of suitable jobs is the main issue. And I've applied for as many as I possibly can and not heard back from any. I've had my applications and letters checked by more people than I care to think of and still nothing.

And today, I've been feeling very down. I watched Sex and the City last night (the film) and it made me cry. Had only watched it once before and had forgotten that it has made me sad. Anyway, brought back a lot of old rubbish, and then last night I had the recurring dream again. For the first time in a few months. And it just hit me really hard this time. I woke up absolutely gutted wanting to scream and wanting to cry and wanting to curl up and stay asleep forever because in my sleep I could be happy. Ahhh, unless you know the dream that probably makes no sense. But I feel like I've been dragging myself around all day, and by the end of school today I just really really wanted a lovely big hug from a nice man. Nothing funny. Just a nice man hug. I miss that.

I could probably write reems more and also pontificate about several songs I've listened to today but I expect you're all getting a bit bored of it.

Fingers crossed for a nice tomorrow.

Love love love xxx