This was originally posted in the Bloggers section on the now-defunct Poopgang forum.
Almost got the courses sorted out, had a couple of issues though… No-one at the college could find the guy I had to have a little interview with to make sure I’d chosen the right course, and the people at the Jobcentre were doing their best to wind me up again, I’d have to go through the New Deal or some shit, and the person who could authorize it is on holiday for the next two weeks.
It’s weird, if I had to do that 5 years ago I would’ve probably just walked away and made excuses, being really timid and shy. But I’ve noticed a certain air of confidence in my actions recently, it may be the Fluoxetine, might be the fact I really want to do this, I dunno, but it opened my eyes.
