get back into it.
i woke up today rather annoyed. the loud sound of the bells on tv. i've come to realize today that 9/11 makes me angry. not at the terrorist, but at ourselves. i hate the fake, so called grief that the media and politicians portray and everything else that revolves around it.. our loss of "innocence." ever since the europeans set foot in the western hemisphere, the land stopped being innocent, so just get over it.
the crisp cool weather was nice. it was sunny, but the wind blew cold. it felt comforting.. cheered me up. my mood swings have been getting progressively worse. i'm very happy one minute and incredibly miserable the next. at this point i practically have no friends. i've pretty much cut off everyone. not that it makes me feel any better, but i feel like i have to.
my review was supposed to be today.. well caught me by surprise, not that it matters much... its already a month late. "tomorrow," they said. for all i know i may get fired tomorrow, but thats life.
"you have a beautiful accent, where are you from?" it took me a while to get used to idea of having one, but maybe i do.. and maybe it IS nice. beautiful even.... maybe it goes well with my feminine voice, or not.. but its mine and i've learned to embrace it.. and thats what i have to report self-esteem wise. i still hate everything else, but it's a start.
oh and the friday before last was magical.