One whole year since I came back here. I started my job a year ago today. It certainly feels odd. Thinking back to last March, I mostly just feel like I want that happiness back. That pure joy that I had from changing my life in a wonderful way. That untethered feeling I had since I was no longer responsible for anyone ( Read more... )

I agree with the seestor when it comes to writing more. I especially like the idea of trying to revive the LJ world. Perhaps we could all get new accounts and start over, and actually update. It sounds nice to me. I get into these moods where I start thinking about all of the things I need to do to organize my life and get everything in its right ( Read more... )

God... I wish I wrote more. I need to. I feel very sick at the moment. My hair is filthy and I look awful. It's almost Xmas... the stress is subtle and autumnal. The sadness is seeping. I am sitting at work, at my desk, and I can't imagine being anywhere else. That scares me. I really can't think of what to write, so hopefully I will be able to ( Read more... )

People say "People change" but people have no idea how much people change until they themselves have changed. One day they find themselves crying in aggrivation over missing 5 points on a quiz that won't even get close to bringing their A in the class down. They find themselves kept awake at night by thoughts of living room colour schemes. What ( Read more... )

I have learned that pessimism is best kept safe in a little box, locked away from most peeping eyes; however, safe to take out when I am alone, cuddle up to it and say goodnight ( Read more... )

Good news, everyone. I am now a worker, a student, and a yoga-goer. It feels wonderful to get out an do new things. That's all for now.

wow work wow.

That is all.

I never really thought Panda Express leftovers could taste even remotely okay. I guess it just takes the right kind of preperation. Work is work. School starts soon. Money's kinda tight and my teeth want all the money I have and more. Mom's death is hitting me differently than before. Like Jenica mentioned, I also find myself missing her. She was ( Read more... )

...and such is life, working at a business where the seat of the pants is the most anything goes by.

Risk again, and again the same outcome. Sean and I battled it out to the death, and Sean won. Risk is silly when everyone is tiptoeing around everyone else, avoiding attacking people they should. Very much fun though. We should do it more often ( Read more... )