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Hello all. I've decided to use livejournal again because I get all panicky and weird whenever I try to write in real notebooks. It's like I'm terrified of having paper records of my poorly written garbage, so I write a sentence, rip the page out, think for an hour, then repeat the cycle.
Anyway, I know no one reads this now (except maybe weird anonymous commentators.. i was reading old entries, and there seem to be a lot of those).
I think livejournal is a kind of cool way to keep track of your life over the years. For example, if 10 years from now I want to know what I was like on Thanksgiving '09, I can look back at this entry and remember, "Ahh, a nervous wreck!"
It's rather strange. A little over a year ago, I morphed from my wired, insomniac self to a drudgery sleep-all-the-time type.. and a couple of days ago, wham, I switched back. Just like that. I first started feeling nervous and jumpy on Tuesday. At first I attributed it to the coffee that I mistakenly drank at an architectural site that afternoon. And also to the fact that I was boxing again.
But we all know that's a load of crap. It's because I've been talking to people (person) on AIM, and because one can only stay in denial/ in a stupor for so long (talking career path wise here, i'm happy personally), and because i still don't know what I'm doing with my life. But I'm excited.
I'm in the same place I was in 2 years ago.. making a portfolio (albeit, this one is for cooper union, and this time I actually know how to paint), in a serious relationship that's keeping me sane (this time with a wonderful human being, not a never-seen-the-daylight womanizer) (jeez, so many parenthetical disclaimers!), and I'm working as a painting instructor instead of a video store clerk. My dad hasn't changed (he made a Thanksgiving stink this year), and my reaction to him hasn't changed (moped all day).
Blarb. I've lost interest. Write more later, I guess.
Anyway, I know no one reads this now (except maybe weird anonymous commentators.. i was reading old entries, and there seem to be a lot of those).
I think livejournal is a kind of cool way to keep track of your life over the years. For example, if 10 years from now I want to know what I was like on Thanksgiving '09, I can look back at this entry and remember, "Ahh, a nervous wreck!"
It's rather strange. A little over a year ago, I morphed from my wired, insomniac self to a drudgery sleep-all-the-time type.. and a couple of days ago, wham, I switched back. Just like that. I first started feeling nervous and jumpy on Tuesday. At first I attributed it to the coffee that I mistakenly drank at an architectural site that afternoon. And also to the fact that I was boxing again.
But we all know that's a load of crap. It's because I've been talking to people (person) on AIM, and because one can only stay in denial/ in a stupor for so long (talking career path wise here, i'm happy personally), and because i still don't know what I'm doing with my life. But I'm excited.
I'm in the same place I was in 2 years ago.. making a portfolio (albeit, this one is for cooper union, and this time I actually know how to paint), in a serious relationship that's keeping me sane (this time with a wonderful human being, not a never-seen-the-daylight womanizer) (jeez, so many parenthetical disclaimers!), and I'm working as a painting instructor instead of a video store clerk. My dad hasn't changed (he made a Thanksgiving stink this year), and my reaction to him hasn't changed (moped all day).
Blarb. I've lost interest. Write more later, I guess.