Not feeling very hopeful about the future there.
Happens from time to time - just stop five seconds and realize how damn lucky I am and how privileged my family (and me) is.
Price of petrol makes me cry. No really, it does. I'm two fingers away from asking a loan each time I have to put gas in my car - and I can't do without my car 'cause my school is an half-hour drive away from home, in the nearest city, and there's no, absolutely no public transportation to go from my village to the city (... on a lighter note, I doubt I would fit into public transportation since I carry a mountain of stuff everyday...).
I really really wish they would move their collectives asses and produce affordable autonomous cars. We need it anyway, regardless of the cost of petrol.
Also, it's the end of the month. My mum went to buy food and stuff - nearly half of the supermarket was half-priced (we got this system in some regions of France: when food is going to be thrown away the next day, they put it at half the price so there's less stuff thrown away). That means people stopped buying food, and they stopped buying food 'cause they couldn't afford it.
Makes me pretty nervous about moving out when/in the eventuality I'll get a job.

sorry about this. I try not to think about all that too often - when it comes back, it's with a vengeance.




next time the Bad Box's open I'll talk about the time I was part of a filming crew at a psychiatric hospital....