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I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. Does that make sense?
I was happier than I've been in awhile on Friday night. I went over to Joe's apartment with Devin and we made the greatest pizza in the world and played Nerts. Then we spent several hours discussing various psychological and communicative theories. We even drew relationship diagrams and stuff. Yes, it sounds like a pathetic Friday night, but it was great. Oh yeah, and then we had a pillow fight.
Last night was okay too, except we played Catch Phrase. I'm telling you, Taboo is far superior because the scoring in Taboo actually has to do with how well your team does at getting each other to guess the word, where as Catch Phrase is just luck. . . and Catch Phrase has the annoying beeping that stresses me out. My solution is to only play with an odd number, and then I just get to guess for both teams and don't have to hold the bomb device. Then later I just practice over and over trying to get everyone else to guess the words. Let's just say I learned a few things when we played. . . having to do with body parts, along the lines of the Outburst incident with my family. . .
So I'm in the midst of another one of my career crises. I sit in my econ class and am constantly reminded of how much I do not understand, not to mention HATE the subject. And I think to myself, what am I doing? I do NOT want to ever need to use this knowledge again. And I remember my days in Accounting, which I really loved. And understood. Yet, will I really feel fulfilled doing that every day? Maybe, I'm not sure. I think I'm back to wanting to be either a counselor or a teacher. I'm just trying to figure out what I could do that would use both my talents and my passions. And my passions have changed, which has changed what I want to do with my life. I think I'll go with Devin's recommendation. . . "You'd be good at a job where you just reflect all the time. . . you should be a mirror." Not a bad idea:)
I went to ask my psych prof a "quick question" after classes on Friday and ended up talking to her for an hour. I love psychology, and I love talking to people about life.
I bought at 27" tv a few weeks ago.
Elizabeth and I went around knocking on everyone's doors and asking to look at their furniture arrangement. It was fun. . . we met a lot of cool people.
So yesterday at work I got 8 free Jessica Simpson tickets. I'd never pay money to see her, but I'm gonna go with my roommmates and probably some more people, and it's in Chicago, so it'll be fun.
I'm reading a book called Inside Out, if you haven't read it, you should. It's amazing. It's just a more realistic perspective on life that I can really relate to. I had dinner with Josh Bailey last night and we were nerds and discussed passages from it. It was great.
There are days where I am just so grateful for my friends and the people who care about me and life feels really good despite all the crap. And there are days where I'm just sad and I miss a lot of people that I care a lot about and want things to be more like the way they were.
I donated blood and got the most comfy flannel lounge pants ever. Good times.
Jessica had another baby the other day. . . his name is Lukas.
I was happier than I've been in awhile on Friday night. I went over to Joe's apartment with Devin and we made the greatest pizza in the world and played Nerts. Then we spent several hours discussing various psychological and communicative theories. We even drew relationship diagrams and stuff. Yes, it sounds like a pathetic Friday night, but it was great. Oh yeah, and then we had a pillow fight.
Last night was okay too, except we played Catch Phrase. I'm telling you, Taboo is far superior because the scoring in Taboo actually has to do with how well your team does at getting each other to guess the word, where as Catch Phrase is just luck. . . and Catch Phrase has the annoying beeping that stresses me out. My solution is to only play with an odd number, and then I just get to guess for both teams and don't have to hold the bomb device. Then later I just practice over and over trying to get everyone else to guess the words. Let's just say I learned a few things when we played. . . having to do with body parts, along the lines of the Outburst incident with my family. . .
So I'm in the midst of another one of my career crises. I sit in my econ class and am constantly reminded of how much I do not understand, not to mention HATE the subject. And I think to myself, what am I doing? I do NOT want to ever need to use this knowledge again. And I remember my days in Accounting, which I really loved. And understood. Yet, will I really feel fulfilled doing that every day? Maybe, I'm not sure. I think I'm back to wanting to be either a counselor or a teacher. I'm just trying to figure out what I could do that would use both my talents and my passions. And my passions have changed, which has changed what I want to do with my life. I think I'll go with Devin's recommendation. . . "You'd be good at a job where you just reflect all the time. . . you should be a mirror." Not a bad idea:)
I went to ask my psych prof a "quick question" after classes on Friday and ended up talking to her for an hour. I love psychology, and I love talking to people about life.
I bought at 27" tv a few weeks ago.
Elizabeth and I went around knocking on everyone's doors and asking to look at their furniture arrangement. It was fun. . . we met a lot of cool people.
So yesterday at work I got 8 free Jessica Simpson tickets. I'd never pay money to see her, but I'm gonna go with my roommmates and probably some more people, and it's in Chicago, so it'll be fun.
I'm reading a book called Inside Out, if you haven't read it, you should. It's amazing. It's just a more realistic perspective on life that I can really relate to. I had dinner with Josh Bailey last night and we were nerds and discussed passages from it. It was great.
There are days where I am just so grateful for my friends and the people who care about me and life feels really good despite all the crap. And there are days where I'm just sad and I miss a lot of people that I care a lot about and want things to be more like the way they were.
I donated blood and got the most comfy flannel lounge pants ever. Good times.
Jessica had another baby the other day. . . his name is Lukas.