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Looking gorgeous as always.

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getting Renee ready for show season 

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Could you please send me that link to that site which helps you build a bibliography please? Many thanks, Jess! Also, I hope you're well :)

Oh yeah. Just google refworks. Is there not a link too it through your online library on your university's login site? That's how I did it. The university provided a code so that we could link straight from there journals. Xxx

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1987 Renault 5 TC Rio.

Renee, pronounced Rennie and meaning to be reborn. 

Made good progress this week to say it's been such a hectic week starting my new job! All the stickers have been removed and he's had a good clean and polish! 

Can't wait to get my learner driver policy on him at the end of the month so I can drive him myself :)

I have big plans for this little fella. For anyone interested please go have a read of my retro rides threads!

http://retrorides.proboards.com/thread/193137/renee-renault-5

http://retrorides.proboards.com/thread/192952/naming-renault-5?page=3&scrollTo=2255317

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So this is my little car. He’s a retro, and a fair few years older than me! He needs a bit of work. A good polish up for a start. I’m going to treat him to some Ronal Turbo’s (wheels) and remove the yelow rio stickers. In the future I might put some sporty stripes on instead that match the car better.

However in the meantime, he needs a name! Has anyone got any good suggestions?:)

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2.12pm 10/6/16

Today I paid my £120 to the NMC for entry onto the register. I now have £50 to last me till pay day at the end of the month, seems achievable apart from I have to pay out 3 weeks of £22.50 in bus passes. So basically. I’m already down. I’m so fed up of being poor. Hopefully I’ll feel better when I do get my wage. Even if it is for only 2 weeks of work. Would have been 3 weeks if they hadn’t fucked up the dates of my induction. Hopefully they’ll be overtime for me to pick up.

I’m not well today at all. I didn’t get out of bed till 11 am. I’ve made myself get dressed and put some make up on but it’s not helped. I’m having one of those days where no matter what I do, I still look like shit. I’m so anxious. I’m almost as bad as when I was in Sheffield. My hands are clammy, and im sweating, yet i’m so cold. I feel sick, i’m shaky. I’ve tried everything. Sugary tea and food. But thats just made me bloated and lethargic. I’ve tried my meditation and mindfulness but I cant concentrate or relax. I’ve tried taking my mind of it, doing some cleaning, and sorting my pin out for work and that’s not helped either. 

So i’ve decided to accept that this is how I am for today. Put some music on and turned to tumblr. I’ve got to go to my mum and dad’s tonight to get some paperwork done thats been left there for me, but I really dont wanna face the outside world. I was supposed to be doing a dummy run to the care home i’m based at next week, today, and call at my parents while i’m over that way. But I just can’t do it on my own. So Ste is taking me tonight. I just want to cry. I haven’t felt this bad since I was on placement. I feel so claustrophobic in my own home. I can’t breath. My chest is so tight. I can’t begin to explain the physical symptoms. I’m worrying about everything, I’m stressing about arguments that i’ve had with Ste that were resolved months ago, which i know is irrational. I’m worrying about starting as a staff nurse and the pressures. I’m worrying about money. I wont get a full wage till November and I have a car to pay for now, which i’m going to pick up on Sunday. I’m worrying about my relationships in general with everyone, I haven’t seen my mum in about 3 weeks. Basically everything that could be worried about is running around my head and been thrown completely out of proportion. This has been building over the last few weeks that i’ve had off, with nothing to occupy my mind. I was looking forward to this time off, but with no money its just consisted of a lot of lazy days and now the privilege of having no work to do is wearing thin and becoming boring. 

I’m just talking shit now, I just want to scream.. I dont even know what to say or how to deal with this today. I feel so ill.  

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Artist wanted.

So, I’m wanting something made for a Christmas present. It could be created in a variety of different ways depending on your artistic talent. (Drawn, graphic design, painted, collage?) I’ll share my idea with the artists that contact me. Not the whole of tumblr as I don’t want my idea pinching!:’)

So I thought, where else to start my search than tumblr? There must be some very good amateur artists out there that might fancy a go at this? Obviously I’ll pay for it doing and sending to me. I can also provide testimony to help you with future customers.

Please could everyone reblog this post so that it gets around to as many people as possible!

Thank you:)

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Doggo does the laundry.

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Awhhh

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I’m here to aggressively tell you that thru ur self depreciation and self hate, you’re still worth love and attention. You’re still worth being alive.

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I am obsessed with becoming a woman comfortable in her skin.

Sandra Cisneros (via notnai)

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27/09/16 - A bad day.

Today's not been so great. I think a lot of it is to do with having the last 2 days to twiddle my thumbs. My anxiety is sky high today and it's definitely causing me to feel really down and worthless. I'm worrying about everything, questioning everyone's motives. I don't know where to put myself. I'm so fidgety. I'm on the verge of breaking down today. I'm just so down. I think I'm going to make Ste his tea. He wants Spaghetti Bolognese today so that's pretty straight forward and then I'm going to go for a walk in the fresh air to clear my mind, and come back and have a bath with my lush stuff I got for my birthday. I don't even know how to put into words how I'm feeling. I don't really know why I've flared up, because my worries are probably pretty irrational. But I just can't settle at all. I want to stand in a field and scream.

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Laying in bed on a Sunday evening thinking… this is OUR room! This is my space. This is home. I once hated this time on a Sunday night because this was the time I’d be settling down to sleep in a strange bed, in a strange empty room, in Sheffield and on my own. Preparing to hear that 4.30am alarm ring in just a few hours. But not now. Now this time on a Sunday night means settling down with the person I love. Excited for the week ahead and enjoying the memories of the weekend together. That feeling still hasn’t settled in. Every so often the thought that I’ll never have to step foot in that place again takes my breath away. Making me take a moment to breath, look around and remind myself of where I am, and that’s amazing. That feeling of immense contentness. I love our space. I love it for its clutter and imperfections. It feels so cosy and comfortable. I have my candles flickering away and the smell of mulled wine in the background from my new air freshener. I have all my homely touches, and most importantly I’m laid next to the one person that kept me going over this last 3 years. I’m laid next to home.