Good morning, my friend, reader of this post! Happy Monday, and I wish you the best! Also, happy Month of March! Another one for 2024! In retrospect, it will seem this year went by fast, but at the moment, January and February took their time to move away. I have been trying to write the post to officially start March since the 2nd, but ah, God knows I am never that productive in the beginning of a month. It is not a rule set in stone, but a pattern I observe from moment to moment. And, the beginning of this third cycle of the year has been slow, mentally. Some days, I feel drained and foggy, absent-minded. Not my favorite state of being, let me tell you that. Anyway, apart from those bad situations, I am okay!
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On the life part of things, I don't have much to share... I started a new subject in the course. This one about the... very complex portuguese language, my mothertongue. Even if it is the main language I speak day-to-day, I am not that good in its rules, grammar and theory, because it is a very complicated nuanced language, with many things left unsaid and up to interpretation, it is not as direct as English, for example. It's rough to learn, I know because I struggled at it big time in school as a whole, always at the verge of getting bad grades... It is not that I speak wrongly or do it badly - in fact, I think I can say I am a better speaker of Portuguese than most people I know, or see around my country. But, that is to say even I can find it hard to comprehend. Perhaps a reason why I have gotten relatively good at communication is the difficulty of it all, I was mentioning this to my friend Evan, when we first started talking...
Well, concerning finances, the perspectives are pretty bad. My father's situation worsened, which will cause me to struggle even more on money issues as well, in a moment where the spending necessities are not helping much, as everything is more expensive... dad is also doing some dirty tricks to get him off the hook, such as telling me he either will pay my psychiatrist or give money my way. Ouch. I would call this borderline blackmail... but I don't want to be so harsh on father. I always feel guilty, I should be making my own money, but with this economy, even if I wanted to work on McDonalds (a low-end job), it would be hard to find such work, and competition would be fierce, as well. I am a blunder, I don't know even how to look for work. I have tried looking online, but ir usually ends nowhere, and you cannot trust the platforms that much, some applications seem a bit unreliable, for example: when you find something you may do, the job application is not updated in months... or it is in a place away from my city. When rarely is on my city, it is at the other corner of the city, where it is hard to commute to. All of this to say my job perspectives at the moment are not too encouraging. Dad is not that helpful, either, he just throw some odd ideas my way, ill thought ideas, and we leave it at that...
Hobby wise, I hope I can work on a drawing, someday. It is hard because the temperature seems to have risen even more, if that's possible. Recently, it knocked on the door of 40 celsius of thermic feel. That is not healthy. I am always bathed in sweat, at moments I just lay down, and I find myself as I was a pork being roasted on a fireplace. My therapist mentioned that indeed, this heat I complain about is not my impression, it has been an abnormally long and hot summer, unlike anything we've seen in the past couple of years or so.
I know it is not the most auspicious start of the month, with dad financial troubles and the heat that keeps being egregious. I can only hope I will keep on going, though! It will be okay, if anything, April will come anyway. I may as well try and enjoy the time I have. I should write this post up here, because I've written a lot, but I should be back around this new week, so no worries! I see you again real soon, I wish you the best, and I bid you farewell...
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