WTF

I was just about to to an entry about how I am too sick and how only two weeks or very light study has reminded me that I am on the supported living allowance for a very valid reason.

But then I started getting anonymous messages from a stranger, with pictures of the Semi-Imaginary-One looking pretty fucking couple-y- with someone else.

So my whole spiel that I was planning about what a gimp I am has been pushed out of my brain by a LOT of relationship anxiety and the disturbing realisation that for all that it upsets me it doesn't manage to disappoint or surprise as I always knew something bad was coming.




In other news, since the last tie I wrote the building had a meeting about the renovations (and a couple of days of all the tenants getting f-ed about by the contractors for no reason).  We will soon enter two years of living on a building site and it is being made very clear that we are supposed to feel super grateful for al the inconveniences.

And there is a lot of anger as they had promised to find more appropriate housing for those who wanting to leave but that has now been reneged on, and we will all be moved to the back building once it is done.
The whole thing is being poorly managed.  And there cheerful woman down from Christchurch continues to be very patronising like we are all too stupid to understand anything.  And they have been very careful to make all their actual promises only spoken, it is only their demands that come in writing.

Housing New Zealand is not doing their best work.

But at least they are massively reducing the number of windows on all my north facing walls, so my flat can be dingy and claustrophobic.....
Such a win.



And even before today I have been failing to sleep at night and have been left fairly useless (so have done nothing of my readings or upcoming assignment).
Not loving my life.