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So i'm at my desk after finishing my tasks and, for one reason or another, started to feel nostalgic. I wondered if my LiveJournal was even still here after all these years of not updating it. I was surprised that I still remembered the password.
And it's funny that something I used to post in all the time about my life has become a secret hideaway from the masses that are Facebook and Twitter. I still feel more inclined here in LiveJournal to write about what is really going on where that freedom is not the same on social giants like Facebook.
My current job has an uncertain future. Where I was an assistant to two people, one of them is moving on and I'm not sure if I will absorb her responsibilities for a little time or from now on. If the latter, it would be nice to have a title change and maybe move my office where things are easier. It's still early so I'm not sure.
If you read this and I have lost touch with you - I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. Way more than the voice of the tenth doctor in your head when you read that. It seems I don't talk to anyone from high school, early days at Richland, and even the eight years of my life at the electronic store I worked at. Mostly because I am a horrible friend who loses touch and then the anxiety of what to say after so much time to has passed reaches the point where I am now scare to try. Nothing new, my only way of solving problems in the past was to become a recluse instead of properly reaching out for help. Again - I'm so so sorry.
Until then,
Jonesy
aka NGYoshi
And it's funny that something I used to post in all the time about my life has become a secret hideaway from the masses that are Facebook and Twitter. I still feel more inclined here in LiveJournal to write about what is really going on where that freedom is not the same on social giants like Facebook.
My current job has an uncertain future. Where I was an assistant to two people, one of them is moving on and I'm not sure if I will absorb her responsibilities for a little time or from now on. If the latter, it would be nice to have a title change and maybe move my office where things are easier. It's still early so I'm not sure.
If you read this and I have lost touch with you - I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry. Way more than the voice of the tenth doctor in your head when you read that. It seems I don't talk to anyone from high school, early days at Richland, and even the eight years of my life at the electronic store I worked at. Mostly because I am a horrible friend who loses touch and then the anxiety of what to say after so much time to has passed reaches the point where I am now scare to try. Nothing new, my only way of solving problems in the past was to become a recluse instead of properly reaching out for help. Again - I'm so so sorry.
Until then,
Jonesy
aka NGYoshi