lose the dramarama baby
I have never been so glad to see a spring break end. nine days, eleven shifts. It gets tiring. not that it's really been that bad, I've just had enough for now. I am repulsed by my own bouts of negativity as of late. By week's end bitterness had gotten the best of me and I was jealous of others' fortune. That's no way to be.
self pity, party for one.
I actually dreamt I was working at least four nights this week. It's inescapable. when I dream about work it's never good. Too many tables I can't keep up on. STRESS! Mean people. Dead bodies in the bathroom. (actually dreamt that one earlier this week!)
Next weekend will be a welcome break. Saturday will be my first day OFF since january. No work, no school, just waking up with nothing in particular to do - I can't wait. Can't stress that enough.
'Welcome Break' :)
As time rolls on I begin to unwind, physically and mentally. I need to work on not getting defensive over little things. It also seems that the more one lets me go, the farther I do go. It's not that I'm not interested or loyal, just that it takes effort to get me out of my solitary ways. I won't try very often if unsuccessful in seeking after others if I am not sought out by them. I've been left virtually on my own for a week save those I see regularly at work and I truly believe that if it were any other week I would stay off to myself until someone approached me. Not for lack of good intentions.
Tonight I watched 'y tu mama tambien'. I find it strange that so many people don't like watching a movie if there are subtitles.
St. Patty's was considerably less eventful than the past two years. vs the old house and manor bar. This was an exceptionally good time of year last year. st. patrick's was good. green. short-lived by me. the 18th was jimmy eat world. searching for easter eggs. falling off walls and stepping in bogs and laughing about it. ritual pit and hiding by gates. The 25th we left for spring break, the most amazing month. It sure feels like ages ago.
self pity, party for one.
I actually dreamt I was working at least four nights this week. It's inescapable. when I dream about work it's never good. Too many tables I can't keep up on. STRESS! Mean people. Dead bodies in the bathroom. (actually dreamt that one earlier this week!)
Next weekend will be a welcome break. Saturday will be my first day OFF since january. No work, no school, just waking up with nothing in particular to do - I can't wait. Can't stress that enough.
'Welcome Break' :)
As time rolls on I begin to unwind, physically and mentally. I need to work on not getting defensive over little things. It also seems that the more one lets me go, the farther I do go. It's not that I'm not interested or loyal, just that it takes effort to get me out of my solitary ways. I won't try very often if unsuccessful in seeking after others if I am not sought out by them. I've been left virtually on my own for a week save those I see regularly at work and I truly believe that if it were any other week I would stay off to myself until someone approached me. Not for lack of good intentions.
Tonight I watched 'y tu mama tambien'. I find it strange that so many people don't like watching a movie if there are subtitles.
St. Patty's was considerably less eventful than the past two years. vs the old house and manor bar. This was an exceptionally good time of year last year. st. patrick's was good. green. short-lived by me. the 18th was jimmy eat world. searching for easter eggs. falling off walls and stepping in bogs and laughing about it. ritual pit and hiding by gates. The 25th we left for spring break, the most amazing month. It sure feels like ages ago.