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Okay.. I think I'm content with this style as of now.
This is a new journal; I'm not new to livejournal; I will not give out my previous, though sometimes still used account name. However, if you knew me well enough on that name, you should figure out who I am.
In speaking with others in person, I wouldn't say I would be considered inept, I would just not be considered as intelligent as I actually am. Now, before you decide that sounds a bit conceited, I will have to say I don't think I'm a genius - I just speak on a lower level than I could, because that's how I was raised in this great southern state. I don't wish to sound pretentious, I act just as I like (for the most part) But, I felt as though too many people had figured out my livejournal and were reading it for the sake of their own humor.. So, I stopped and moved.
"Emovere" is the Latin word for emotions. That's what this journal will be based around - my emotions, thoughts, feelings.
Right now, I'm feeling frustrated beyond distinction. I haven't exactly excelled at work in recent days, and as lame as this sound it eats at me. I can't help it at the moment, though, it's not a simple lazy streak. It seems more like I went through three days of immense stress (worrying about paying for tuition, gas, food, etc. with no money) and suddenly de-stressed.. and now I haven't a care to rush for anything in the world.
And that KILLS me. I used to run around like crazy getting stuff done in a very timely fashion.. No more.
Gah. One more day. One more day, then I can settle into a routine of some sort. It should be nice.. eventually.
This is a new journal; I'm not new to livejournal; I will not give out my previous, though sometimes still used account name. However, if you knew me well enough on that name, you should figure out who I am.
In speaking with others in person, I wouldn't say I would be considered inept, I would just not be considered as intelligent as I actually am. Now, before you decide that sounds a bit conceited, I will have to say I don't think I'm a genius - I just speak on a lower level than I could, because that's how I was raised in this great southern state. I don't wish to sound pretentious, I act just as I like (for the most part) But, I felt as though too many people had figured out my livejournal and were reading it for the sake of their own humor.. So, I stopped and moved.
"Emovere" is the Latin word for emotions. That's what this journal will be based around - my emotions, thoughts, feelings.
Right now, I'm feeling frustrated beyond distinction. I haven't exactly excelled at work in recent days, and as lame as this sound it eats at me. I can't help it at the moment, though, it's not a simple lazy streak. It seems more like I went through three days of immense stress (worrying about paying for tuition, gas, food, etc. with no money) and suddenly de-stressed.. and now I haven't a care to rush for anything in the world.
And that KILLS me. I used to run around like crazy getting stuff done in a very timely fashion.. No more.
Gah. One more day. One more day, then I can settle into a routine of some sort. It should be nice.. eventually.