My problem with keeping a journal seems to be that I never believe anything interesting ever happens to me. I'm kinda- too mellow?
Anyways after three/four years I'm sure most everyone I talked with have moved on to other sites or are busier with life... I've never been much of a commenter either, so while I keep up with the recent entries of those I've friended, I don't think I've commented....
I think the last time I posted I was going through a hiring process- or had just gotten hired, I don't quite remember, well- I got hired, I worked- like the place a lot actually, and the people were amazing. Got promoted twice, my boss changed to a not so great person, and I realized call centers were not what I wanted for my future, so I quit, on 2012. Problem was, I had no idea- still don't, of what I want to do with my life.
I know I want to travel. I know I want to learn different languages. I always loved literature and psychology. But where does that lead me? I have a bachelor's degree in translation (ENG-SPA, vice versa), but I always pictured it more as a hobby... my parents both kind of wish for me to expand to conference interpreting and to try to get into the U.N.
I love baking too- something I realized I have a talent for. People always tell me I have a gift when it comes to baking... and I love following recipes, mixing ingredients and creating a yummy dessert. But the one place I'd be interested in attending- I guess due to its reputation is EXPENSIVE.
... I sorta missed being able to vent and lay my thoughts down somewhere. I'm mostly on Tumblr now, just liking and reblogging stuff. But writing sort of clears my mind a bit.
Normal life of an indecisive person.
I'll try to not disappear for so long again. Even if it's just for the sake of writing, I'll try to be more consistent here- not that I have not written such a phrase before, but I hope I get to follow up on it this time.
Cheers!