A Happy Post
Because I need a happy post. I told myself that I would do this more often. It's healthy. Here is what I am happy about:
I can now play DDR without worrying about downstairs neighbors cursing the day I was born.
I have a man person to love and to love me in return.
I saw Brit and Teresa last night. I'm toying with the thought of calling them Briteresa in my head like Brangelina (except way cooler because we spent a lot of time last night playing Street Fighter IV). This is probably not going to stick, but I've been adding fond nicknames to everyone lately- even if only in my head.
I have a job interview Monday for the cafe at Barnes & Noble. Coffee and books. Not much to make me depressed there like the last job.
I worked today and I'm going to work tomorrow. For Kaplan. And I get to work next Saturday and next Sunday too. So there's wages.
No matter what happens with the MAT application, I know I'm accepted in the MAPW program. Grad school is definitely in my future.
My mother told me today that she and my father have been working out to this Hip Hop aerobics DVD they got on a whim. I am tickled pink. For your information, I have been using their abandoned Latin dance aerobics DVDs. It's 90s production level is ridiculous but entertaining. If I get bored with that, there will always be some other aerobics fad my parents will have abandoned.
My brother responded to an email this week. He is, in fact, alive. Now, has he acknowledged his cell phone exists? That's a different story.
And once more: have boy to love and to love me in reutnr.
So I am happy, even if the situation I'm in right now still sucks balls. I am happy at this moment. I'm going to hold onto that for as long as I can.
I can now play DDR without worrying about downstairs neighbors cursing the day I was born.
I have a man person to love and to love me in return.
I saw Brit and Teresa last night. I'm toying with the thought of calling them Briteresa in my head like Brangelina (except way cooler because we spent a lot of time last night playing Street Fighter IV). This is probably not going to stick, but I've been adding fond nicknames to everyone lately- even if only in my head.
I have a job interview Monday for the cafe at Barnes & Noble. Coffee and books. Not much to make me depressed there like the last job.
I worked today and I'm going to work tomorrow. For Kaplan. And I get to work next Saturday and next Sunday too. So there's wages.
No matter what happens with the MAT application, I know I'm accepted in the MAPW program. Grad school is definitely in my future.
My mother told me today that she and my father have been working out to this Hip Hop aerobics DVD they got on a whim. I am tickled pink. For your information, I have been using their abandoned Latin dance aerobics DVDs. It's 90s production level is ridiculous but entertaining. If I get bored with that, there will always be some other aerobics fad my parents will have abandoned.
My brother responded to an email this week. He is, in fact, alive. Now, has he acknowledged his cell phone exists? That's a different story.
And once more: have boy to love and to love me in reutnr.
So I am happy, even if the situation I'm in right now still sucks balls. I am happy at this moment. I'm going to hold onto that for as long as I can.