New Hobby: Complicating my own life
First, I break up with my boyfriend of four years who's all I ever wanted and more. Then, I strike up some sort of quasi-relationship with office crushie who's (1) also on a rebound and (2) my officemate, duh! (I mean, what was I thinking? If this sours, it'll suck to go to work for a while.) Then, I break away from the insulated cushyness of training to get posted in the department that cost me the most sweat, blood, and tears of all the departments I've been through these past few months.
Strangely enough, I feel liberated. I have no idea what the future holds, and for moi, Little-Miss-Crazy-Planner-Armed-with-Plans-A-to-G, this means I should be a nervous wreck right now. But I'm strangely cool. Hardly collected, but sufficiently cool.
Haha. I sincerely hope I haven't gone nuts.
Strangely enough, I feel liberated. I have no idea what the future holds, and for moi, Little-Miss-Crazy-Planner-Armed-with-Plans-A-to-G, this means I should be a nervous wreck right now. But I'm strangely cool. Hardly collected, but sufficiently cool.
Haha. I sincerely hope I haven't gone nuts.