So these last few weeks have been trying, I have had more bad days than good days. Sometimes I do wonder how I manage to get over some of these days. I really dislike my environment and I am not sure where I am going after I graduate. For instance, I didn't quite like 2 of 3 grades I received in semester 1 and there's nothing I can do about them because they were more than just a pass. All the friends I had at work have left so I pretty much dread going there. In the few times that I have been out this year, I have had my drink spiked twice within two weeks...at the same bar! how? god knows. Fool me twice, shame on me. Luckily nothing bad happened other making a complete fool of myself and awkwardly explaining to the GP how I do not remember anything. Nonetheless, time seems to be running super fast. On the plus side I have got an interview with a university for a MSc in Forensic Psychology; at least something is going considerably well. Sigh, I hope more good days present themselves soon.