I'd fly away with you, but I am not a yellow bird.
I feel the need to minimalize. I need a religious retreat. I need to go into the mountains.
I always feel like I need to impress somebody. I feel guilty when I don't have something great to say about myself, or when plans don't work out and someone asks me about it.
I didn't get the job in Rite Aid, so I've decided to go back home to work every other weekend. They need me there, and I need the money. When I first started college, I never wanted to go back home. Now that I'm nearing the end, I realize that I was being ironically childish. I am not being purposefully dependent on my family: it's okay to want to see them. It's fine to want to go back to the state in which you lived. I love my family; why not visit more often?
The surprise bridal shower was a hit. I feared that we wouldn't pull it off, being so separate from each other, but it worked out. Now I need to help them set up the bachelorette party (I won't be attending), and then the wedding rehearsal and the wedding itself. It's only a month away. Looking forward to it. Looking forward to the end.
I'm home right now: we had a week off for the Rosh Hashanah holiday, so I decided to get extra hours instead of staying in New Paltz. I'm going back tomorrow morning, and though I may regret it (I need to get on the road by six if I want to get there, pick up my business textbook and do the homework), I just did not want to go back today. I worked for a few hours today, so I'll be getting a paycheck this week and next week.
Once again, I need to quit smoking. I'm hoping that after this pack, I nip the habit in the bud. I have a few bad habits that need to be eradicated.
I'm done with hooking up with strangers.
I always feel like I need to impress somebody. I feel guilty when I don't have something great to say about myself, or when plans don't work out and someone asks me about it.
I didn't get the job in Rite Aid, so I've decided to go back home to work every other weekend. They need me there, and I need the money. When I first started college, I never wanted to go back home. Now that I'm nearing the end, I realize that I was being ironically childish. I am not being purposefully dependent on my family: it's okay to want to see them. It's fine to want to go back to the state in which you lived. I love my family; why not visit more often?
The surprise bridal shower was a hit. I feared that we wouldn't pull it off, being so separate from each other, but it worked out. Now I need to help them set up the bachelorette party (I won't be attending), and then the wedding rehearsal and the wedding itself. It's only a month away. Looking forward to it. Looking forward to the end.
I'm home right now: we had a week off for the Rosh Hashanah holiday, so I decided to get extra hours instead of staying in New Paltz. I'm going back tomorrow morning, and though I may regret it (I need to get on the road by six if I want to get there, pick up my business textbook and do the homework), I just did not want to go back today. I worked for a few hours today, so I'll be getting a paycheck this week and next week.
Once again, I need to quit smoking. I'm hoping that after this pack, I nip the habit in the bud. I have a few bad habits that need to be eradicated.
I'm done with hooking up with strangers.