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I try to keep this log positive, not wanting to sound like a whiner. If you don’t have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all, right? Well the past few weeks have been really crappy. Things felt like they were going so well. And then I get sick, like really badly sick, for over a week, which blows my entire gym/running routine to hell. And none of my job prospects works out and on top of that my scooter gets broken into (while I'm at a second interview, after which I was turned down for "not having enough experience" HELLO? Why call me back a second time if you don't think I am qualified??) and ALL of my stuff is stolen. Which means no photos for a while, seeing as how not only did they get my wallet, mobile phone, leather jacket, motorcycle helmet and all my notes from my course, but they also stole my digital camera. Its like I fell into some big black hole, and I'm just slowly climbing my way out. I postponed my bookclub meeting last week, I just didn't have the energy to leave the house or talk to anyone. When things get really bad I also get super homesick. I hate living here with all the extra crap I have to put up with when I could be back in San Francisco with my friends and nice weather and possibly even a job. That’s the worse part about interviews: lying about how much I LOVE London and whatnot. Really I can take it or leave it. No actually I would prefer to leave this shitpile for someplace on the seaside where I can go surfing and breathe salty air and sell sea shells for a living.