Suits, procrastination, Beethoven {No one has it easy}
Since I lost weight in the summer and was tired of things being [even if only slightly] too big, I didn't bring any nice clothing over to Japan with me and went shopping today for a suit.
I am so lame! I don't really understand suits, so I was stressing out about it and bought one pretty quickly. I probably could've gotten a better deal somewhere else, but it's over and done with, and I look hot. That's important.
This evening has been good. I have done no homework. I have started sorting through my music collection on my computer, written a letter, tried on my new suit again. I could make things work.
I had awesome ramen yesterday night before rushing home for a phone interview. The noodles were thick and had this homemade taste & look, and the soup was heavy and intense. It's strange - I spent most of this week in total confusion about what the hell I wanted to do with myself & my life, but now it's like I'm sticking my head out of the hole I've been in for a long time and seeing the flowers and sun.
Oh, I'm twenty-two. I'm in Japan. I'm cute. I'm definitely on the 不安定 (unstable!) side too often for comfort, but that's not all I'm about. I want to try thinking of myself in different terms in relation to other people. It's nice to procrastinate by listening to Beethoven's Emperor Concerto & Stars ("One More Night," "Your Ex-Lover Is Dead," "The Big Fight" - thank you, Eoin).
Tomorrow, or in a few hours, I will probably be frustrated about something again, but that's fine as long as I have my chirpy moments.
I am so lame! I don't really understand suits, so I was stressing out about it and bought one pretty quickly. I probably could've gotten a better deal somewhere else, but it's over and done with, and I look hot. That's important.
This evening has been good. I have done no homework. I have started sorting through my music collection on my computer, written a letter, tried on my new suit again. I could make things work.
I had awesome ramen yesterday night before rushing home for a phone interview. The noodles were thick and had this homemade taste & look, and the soup was heavy and intense. It's strange - I spent most of this week in total confusion about what the hell I wanted to do with myself & my life, but now it's like I'm sticking my head out of the hole I've been in for a long time and seeing the flowers and sun.
Oh, I'm twenty-two. I'm in Japan. I'm cute. I'm definitely on the 不安定 (unstable!) side too often for comfort, but that's not all I'm about. I want to try thinking of myself in different terms in relation to other people. It's nice to procrastinate by listening to Beethoven's Emperor Concerto & Stars ("One More Night," "Your Ex-Lover Is Dead," "The Big Fight" - thank you, Eoin).
Tomorrow, or in a few hours, I will probably be frustrated about something again, but that's fine as long as I have my chirpy moments.