It's getting better.
It is.
This weekend was good. Nicole and Simon came and stayed for the weekend and got her stuff out of the storage locker. It was nice to see them. Tavis and I went to brunch with a friend from work and his girlfriend, it was cool. It made Valentine's day seem less lame. I've been applying for jobs almost daily now, at least a few at a time. I've been e-mailing people about apartments to go look at since our lease will be up in June. I think focusing on what the future will be is going to make things better. I just have to keep telling myself that this is all a temporary situation. I'm not going to be in this apartment forever. I'm not going to be at my stupid lame job forever. I'm going to start making friends soon enough, and everything will be good again. Sometimes it's just hard to dig yourself out of a rut once you're in so far. I think things are finally starting to look up, or at least I'm starting to force myself to see the good in everything.
I need to start writing, for real. I keep saying this every now and again. I should write every day. I went to school for English because I didn't have any other options. I knew I wanted to write and I knew I didn't want to write for newspapers. So where does that leave you, really? English, of course. I can do it! Project motivation! Woo!
Anyway.. I just wanted to update because my last post was kind of "wah wah pity me." So, there you go. =D
This weekend was good. Nicole and Simon came and stayed for the weekend and got her stuff out of the storage locker. It was nice to see them. Tavis and I went to brunch with a friend from work and his girlfriend, it was cool. It made Valentine's day seem less lame. I've been applying for jobs almost daily now, at least a few at a time. I've been e-mailing people about apartments to go look at since our lease will be up in June. I think focusing on what the future will be is going to make things better. I just have to keep telling myself that this is all a temporary situation. I'm not going to be in this apartment forever. I'm not going to be at my stupid lame job forever. I'm going to start making friends soon enough, and everything will be good again. Sometimes it's just hard to dig yourself out of a rut once you're in so far. I think things are finally starting to look up, or at least I'm starting to force myself to see the good in everything.
I need to start writing, for real. I keep saying this every now and again. I should write every day. I went to school for English because I didn't have any other options. I knew I wanted to write and I knew I didn't want to write for newspapers. So where does that leave you, really? English, of course. I can do it! Project motivation! Woo!
Anyway.. I just wanted to update because my last post was kind of "wah wah pity me." So, there you go. =D