WHAT'S YOUR REMEDY
When I got back from Dominican Republic, i've experienced the post-trip depression that made me realize that you can easily fall in the wrong way. I needed to freakin stand up. Yes, Yes everything is so easy when you are on vacation and get all what you want. When i returned i still worked, but moderately, surely a little, but not enough.
Therefore I, the machine, was able to get a new job and work 7 full days of hard labour and stress out of 7 for the previous 4 goddamned weeks. I said I wasn't going to work 6-7 days every week during summertime again, but i did again for this short time. I'm just having this job that forces you to wear the suit and the high heels. I don't know if im made for this. haha However, i managed to get this wonderful week off TO LEAVE YOU ONCE AGAIN, fuckers. Y'all love bling bling like I do! Not going far nor for long, but at least on the beach. Unfortunately, I will miss this upcoming Under Pressure weekend with crazy ass breakdance battles, but you just go there and tell me about it. The rewards I get by working my ass off is somewhat fucking extreme.
As for now, i'm now sipping some vodka lime and eating chips even if i never eat them usually. dude, i'm just free. i'm just chillin.
I'm still thinking about how my last weekend was one of the most intense of my life even tho i got some serious and short moments of sadness over little things. (yeah y0) i liked going to that sick afterparty in a SHOE STORE. some great hiphop was on the set list. mad props. went to bed at the time that i usually go to work. smiled at some innocent faces who had to go to work too! Indeed, my sleep pattern is now very well fucked because i was still working at 9:00 or 7:00am as i was this party animal. I would also like to thank Val for having been part of my company during this nice weekend of pure insanity. I hung out with an old friend who made me realize how i changed in the last few years. what i was able to notice is great. i am able to see something positive out of it and that makes me fucking glorious.
Glorious moments have to come again. i'm still looking forward to go to NYC with some peeps (hola at Val, Olga and some others!)
A l'enver de la médaille, i miss my basketball friends who are all gone in TO so bad. Jesus i miss y'all and everything.. I miss the good old times! In other news, i'll be back to school if its ever possible...i have lots of mixed feelings about this. I don't think it's really appropriated to elaborate on that as of right now. It's a long term decision that was made in parts because my mom! Speaking of my mom, i realized in july how i love my family and how they are important to me.
loving it,
pour le meilleur et le pire,
amélie