I don’t know why I started smoking cigarettes again. I think probably because I had the odd one here or there when drinking with my friends who smoke. With the stressors of uni and life got rhe better of me I guess I just decided to say fuck it for now and just smoke.

Going through a spiritual awakening is no all its cracked up to be with al the stuff you read on line. It’s especially trippy, dor lack of a better wordnin my currently stoned, emotionally flat state, to go through one with a mental illness. Or, in my case, 8. 7 officially diagnosed and the 8th one in the process. I guess I should call the lady back who my psychologist organised for me to speak with. She called while i was out buying my new laptop on Monday. I let jer know i had 2 back to back 2 hour classes fem 2 till 6pm so I’d cal her the following day. Well it’s Thursday evening and I have not yet called her back. I also have not done my first psychology research methods quiz because I got all up in my head so then asked for an extension which I got. An extra 7 days.

I have to watch the movie ‘Tom White’ for my psychopathology assignments. I set it up on my tv in my bedroom a few hours ago and until i came out for the cigarette I have already finished, i was searching for and downloading peer reviewed articles that I wil need to write the literature review for the first part of the assignment. I am now going to go inside and lay im my bed with Boss, and watch this movie while I have a glass of wine.