Fuck everything

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The good news is I still have internet. The bad news is I still have internet. It turns out that the telephone company is going to move our phone and internet at some point in the next two weeks and there's no way to know just when, which drives me bonkers because how is this in any way tolerable. Basically my internet is going to disappear at some point and then (hopefully soon) reappear in the new house. And I don't know when. And I signed up for a Hogsmeade stall and now I don't know if I'll even be able to post my catalogue. And I hate everything right now and the ceiling of my room looks yellow because my mum picked this weird ivory tone that looks like shit with the colour I picked for the walls and I'm tired of packing all my books and generally I just want this to be over with.

I think I'll go and pick out stuff I'm throwing out for good. Maybe it'll cheer me up.