the more everything changes...
So...
Okay. It's been a while. I apologize. I didn't feel like writing for so long... I don't really know why.
Blah blah. Alex and I are doing very well. It hasn't been the smoothest road, but neither of us has thrown the other out of the car so far. Most of the time I just feel really lucky. He's usually here, but he went home to register for classes at Eastfield. We'll be seeing a lot less of each other now that school's starting and I'm getting a job. I forget sometimes that he does still live in Garland. Garland's far. :(
I've been acting oddly lately. I've been very lazy, even by my standards. It's almost like depression, except I'm never exactly sad. I'm not always in the best mood, but usually if I'm upset there's some immediate external cause. Depression is that strange internal faceless sadness, isn't it? It's not like that, I don't think. But I just lay around, I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want to do anything productive, I don't want to get up off the couch. I'm really starting to hate it. I'm tired of just bumming around. I didn't used to do this. Oh well, once I get a job it should take care of itself. But how am I going to get a job if I don't start combatting these bouts of lethargy better?
Today's the first day of school. I'm only taking three classes - Latin, Global Marketing, and U.S. Crime & Justice. I'm still trying to get a job, but the search isn't going as quickly as I wanted it to. Still, I will not be discouraged. I'm going to print up some simple resumes and get all dressed up and go to the restaurants today after my classes end. That is, if I haven't sunken into a funk where all I want to do is lay on the couch with a blanket and read by then.
Off to shower and pluck and prune myself til I'm ready for the outside world. Submitted for your approval - one creative, unmotivated but intelligent woman who likes bad music and has no clue where to start growing up. Maybe I can fool them all if I put on the right makeup.
Okay. It's been a while. I apologize. I didn't feel like writing for so long... I don't really know why.
Blah blah. Alex and I are doing very well. It hasn't been the smoothest road, but neither of us has thrown the other out of the car so far. Most of the time I just feel really lucky. He's usually here, but he went home to register for classes at Eastfield. We'll be seeing a lot less of each other now that school's starting and I'm getting a job. I forget sometimes that he does still live in Garland. Garland's far. :(
I've been acting oddly lately. I've been very lazy, even by my standards. It's almost like depression, except I'm never exactly sad. I'm not always in the best mood, but usually if I'm upset there's some immediate external cause. Depression is that strange internal faceless sadness, isn't it? It's not like that, I don't think. But I just lay around, I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want to do anything productive, I don't want to get up off the couch. I'm really starting to hate it. I'm tired of just bumming around. I didn't used to do this. Oh well, once I get a job it should take care of itself. But how am I going to get a job if I don't start combatting these bouts of lethargy better?
Today's the first day of school. I'm only taking three classes - Latin, Global Marketing, and U.S. Crime & Justice. I'm still trying to get a job, but the search isn't going as quickly as I wanted it to. Still, I will not be discouraged. I'm going to print up some simple resumes and get all dressed up and go to the restaurants today after my classes end. That is, if I haven't sunken into a funk where all I want to do is lay on the couch with a blanket and read by then.
Off to shower and pluck and prune myself til I'm ready for the outside world. Submitted for your approval - one creative, unmotivated but intelligent woman who likes bad music and has no clue where to start growing up. Maybe I can fool them all if I put on the right makeup.