Just thinking about where I was in my life at the start of last year. So excited to start a degree in Film Production. It seemed like I was finally gonna study what I truly wanted to study, to get me where I really wanted to be. I was excited. Then TumourGate happened and I had to drop out. I was, at the time, hugely disappointed.
Now when I use Facebook I see posts from people I friended from that degree for group assignment purposes and retch at the idea of having to do assessment that requires me to stand up.
I want to push this girl with a Grimes haircut in front of a bus.
the further I get away from it and the more I think about it, the weirder it feels that a bit over a year ago I had a biopsy to figure out if I had fucking cancer