This is Now
I planned to move out with a friend next year. Honestly, I would still love to, but I don't think she's interested in that anymore. We change our priorities and it's okay. Now I have more financial freedom to travel.
I really don't have any reason to move out. I have a roof over my head. I have my own room and and washroom space. My parents are always there for me, and so forth. But I do want to experience living by myself. I have an obsession with picking up responsibilities. I enjoy proving to myself that I can be independent. It makes me feel safe that I know I can take care of myself.
I enjoy escaping. Although traveling to different places is great, I simply just like taking a break from my responsibilities once in awhile. I think what I'll love to do in the future is a position where I can work hard for a period and then take a break for a period. I rather stress myself for a few months and take a short break, then have a nine to five job. If I wasn't going to go to Toronto this year, I think I would just book a hotel room in downtown Vancouver for a few days to escape.
Who's better at pampering you than yourself? You know what you love and what you enjoy. I sat at a food court today sipping my cherry mocha and it was the best fifteen minute I've had by myself in the past few weeks. It was nice.
I've never noticed how much of a bond I've developed with my coworkers. We are a staff of over 50 people, but with a handful of them, I can have a great time. It must mean much if I can spent four nights in a row with them--that's work and going out. But then again, I spent two intense weeks with some of them during the Olympics. I feel lucky that I have them in my life.
I'm happy that I found someone that loves me as much as I love them. It's rare to find a friend like that. She's not here to replace anyone (for those who read my blog). The old could never be replaced by the new. She has a special place in my heart and despite new friendships arising, she will never be forgotten. But anyway, this lovely lady is pretty much my twin. It's scary because I've said in the past that I would hate someone if they were exactly like me. However, we have enough differences that we can be amazing friends. Then again, this friendship is relatively new, so I can't say much. Maybe talk to me in another four years.
Then there's another. He's pretty awesome. Although, sometimes he spills his guts when he's under the influence. Whatever the case, we can confide in each other. It's odd to be comfortable and trusting with someone so quickly. And before any assumptions are made, no, we are not interested in each other.
I think the guys find it odd that I can hang out with them (with no other girls around) comfortably. On top of that, I give them honest answers about girls. But hey, I suppose that's what I'm good at sometimes. Anyway, I like to think I can fit in with the guys at times... with the exception of their mundane conversation about hockey sticks. Honestly, they can get really in depth when talking about the flex, length, and materials. Zzz. I probably surprise them with some of the comments I make. My degree of censorship varies with the setting... muahahaha.
I'm enjoying my life. Most things are good. I try not to publicly announce the negatives in my life. The more I keep a happy face on, the more I genuinely feel happy (sometimes).
It's one in the morning. Maybe I'll sleep before 4 am for once. It'll be nice to get a decent amount of sleep... just maybe. Good night world.
I really don't have any reason to move out. I have a roof over my head. I have my own room and and washroom space. My parents are always there for me, and so forth. But I do want to experience living by myself. I have an obsession with picking up responsibilities. I enjoy proving to myself that I can be independent. It makes me feel safe that I know I can take care of myself.
I enjoy escaping. Although traveling to different places is great, I simply just like taking a break from my responsibilities once in awhile. I think what I'll love to do in the future is a position where I can work hard for a period and then take a break for a period. I rather stress myself for a few months and take a short break, then have a nine to five job. If I wasn't going to go to Toronto this year, I think I would just book a hotel room in downtown Vancouver for a few days to escape.
Who's better at pampering you than yourself? You know what you love and what you enjoy. I sat at a food court today sipping my cherry mocha and it was the best fifteen minute I've had by myself in the past few weeks. It was nice.
I've never noticed how much of a bond I've developed with my coworkers. We are a staff of over 50 people, but with a handful of them, I can have a great time. It must mean much if I can spent four nights in a row with them--that's work and going out. But then again, I spent two intense weeks with some of them during the Olympics. I feel lucky that I have them in my life.
I'm happy that I found someone that loves me as much as I love them. It's rare to find a friend like that. She's not here to replace anyone (for those who read my blog). The old could never be replaced by the new. She has a special place in my heart and despite new friendships arising, she will never be forgotten. But anyway, this lovely lady is pretty much my twin. It's scary because I've said in the past that I would hate someone if they were exactly like me. However, we have enough differences that we can be amazing friends. Then again, this friendship is relatively new, so I can't say much. Maybe talk to me in another four years.
Then there's another. He's pretty awesome. Although, sometimes he spills his guts when he's under the influence. Whatever the case, we can confide in each other. It's odd to be comfortable and trusting with someone so quickly. And before any assumptions are made, no, we are not interested in each other.
I think the guys find it odd that I can hang out with them (with no other girls around) comfortably. On top of that, I give them honest answers about girls. But hey, I suppose that's what I'm good at sometimes. Anyway, I like to think I can fit in with the guys at times... with the exception of their mundane conversation about hockey sticks. Honestly, they can get really in depth when talking about the flex, length, and materials. Zzz. I probably surprise them with some of the comments I make. My degree of censorship varies with the setting... muahahaha.
I'm enjoying my life. Most things are good. I try not to publicly announce the negatives in my life. The more I keep a happy face on, the more I genuinely feel happy (sometimes).
It's one in the morning. Maybe I'll sleep before 4 am for once. It'll be nice to get a decent amount of sleep... just maybe. Good night world.
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