bounce back... aka rebound...
I refuse to do the rebound thing. I was talking to someone at work the other day (Jeremy) and he told me to make sure I don't "rebound"... according to him, guys love a rebound girl... but that just gets us all in trouble. I agree... no rebounding. No matter how much I feel I NEED someone there for me I really don't... I'm fine on my own. Besides, isn't it always the case that when you're not looking for love that's when it finds you?
Well, that's it. I will just not look for it. I'll continue to crush like I always do but without hoping for a future or without analysing it and without overthinking about where life is going to take me, yadda yadda yadda... take one day at a time. Live it up.
I cried today. Not for very long. But I knew it was going to happen... I could just tell. I didn't do the whole Dane Cook thing where I break down and look in the mirror, didn't focus on one line and repeat it over and over... I DID, however, just suddenly start sobbing. I think I fell into the refrigerator as this happened. I don't know why but something about there being nothing I wanted to eat and then the thought of someone wanting to eat with me... I dunno... I'm weird. But the cold air felt nice on my teary face.
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I haven't made much progress on the application essay. I have a feeling that I won't be going back in the fall... I don't know. I'm going to try to get full-time at the Gap once we re-open after the renovation. My life is in Seattle and I need to really make something of it. I suppose I should also be less afraid of meeting new people but there's something about the effort of trying to put yourself out there that's so... tiring.
Things to work on:
Application
Self-esteem
Diet
Money
Well, that's it. I will just not look for it. I'll continue to crush like I always do but without hoping for a future or without analysing it and without overthinking about where life is going to take me, yadda yadda yadda... take one day at a time. Live it up.
I cried today. Not for very long. But I knew it was going to happen... I could just tell. I didn't do the whole Dane Cook thing where I break down and look in the mirror, didn't focus on one line and repeat it over and over... I DID, however, just suddenly start sobbing. I think I fell into the refrigerator as this happened. I don't know why but something about there being nothing I wanted to eat and then the thought of someone wanting to eat with me... I dunno... I'm weird. But the cold air felt nice on my teary face.
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I haven't made much progress on the application essay. I have a feeling that I won't be going back in the fall... I don't know. I'm going to try to get full-time at the Gap once we re-open after the renovation. My life is in Seattle and I need to really make something of it. I suppose I should also be less afraid of meeting new people but there's something about the effort of trying to put yourself out there that's so... tiring.
Things to work on:
Application
Self-esteem
Diet
Money