So I'm in this funk, and it's really starting to piss me off. Been a while since I've written something real, I think. Here's what's been going on:
- I'm annoyed that I still don't know what I want to do with the rest of my life. I can't decide between doing what I want to do and what is safe to do.
- I'm frustrated that no matter how I try, I can't shake this upper-middle class korean-american upbringing influence that won't let me just live the reckless and spontaneous life I'd love to live.
- I gave up swearing, soda pop, and pizza for lent. Swearing - broke in 12 hours. Soda pop - forgot and lasted 2 days. Pizza - still going! (It's hard cuz I've been living off oven pizza this year!)
- I hate that people don't appreciate small town bed & breakfasts and independendent bookstore-cafes anymore and would rather sleep at a Hilton Hotel and have Starbucks in a Barnes & Noble (although I do love Starbucks, and they do fair-trade coffee).
- I'm upset that I had to go and ruin the beginning of an amazing friendship.
- I'm hurt he doesn't care.
- I'm irritated that so many people signed up to help with the damn float and there ended up being about five of us doing the whole thing.
- I suck at poker. I lost another game last weekend and had to go and hit on a guy Tuesday night. Thus, I had my first experience at hitting on someone, even if it was cuz I lost a bet.
- I'm depressed that I have to go home in 4 months.
- I miss Chipotle.
- I got my nose pierced and it was suprisingly painless ( JESS & ANYONE ELSE DONT ANYONE CUZ I HAVENT TOLD MY PARENTS YET!)
- I'm trying to just walk away, and am doing a darn good job pretending, but it's ridiculously more difficult than I expected.
- I love Tony Almeida, John Dorian, and possibly a little bit Mike Delfino.
btw, whos anonymous sleepless in seattle whatever. Eddie?