Jun 18, 2007 18:30
You know you're bored when one of two things happen:
1) You offer to wait on a customer who is in another cashier's line.
2) You write on your livejournal.
Have you ever said, "It'll be better when...?"
I don't mean to go depressed, because I'm really not. I guess it's more...hopeful.
I used to look at this thought in a bad sense--that I was never satisfied. I had finally gotten out of the hell of high school, and then I complained about college.
But, really. I have so much to be thankful for. And if, at times, I can't think of something, at least I can imagine that "it'll be better when..."
I guess for once, I can be happy of where my life is going, and even where it is. I have a shit ton of laundry in my closet. I still haven't unpacked from school. I play spider solitaire in class. But that's me, and I like it that way. (Plus, I beat spider solitaire four times today.)
Although I'm generally good, I have to add in one.
It'll be better when Nate is here.
You know, I was always one of those girls who scorned women who choose a guy over anything else. I used to see them as weak and stupid. "An embarassment to the modern and empowered woman." You've thought it, right? But now I see that it takes strength to do what you want, not to do what the empowered zontians are telling you to do. I know how I will be fulfilled. It's not shutting out emotion. Being in love can be the scariest thing in the world, but I'm so glad I have it. And that is something I never thought I would feel.
So now, after writing this extremely long entry, a thunderstorm has come and passed, my cat has filled my room with the aroma of poo, and I have a gripping hunger for ice cream. I guess that settles my next move. :) See ya.