I can’t seem to put my finger on what I need to say. I’ve been trying for over a month. Blame it on that B I got in Creative Writing Non-fiction… or the A I failed to earn. Either way, I don’t trust my voice. So instead of trying to string this all together, I’m going drop a list of what’s been happening.
I went to visit my elders. (I was sad that I missed a few.)
I got addicted to YouTube. (CommunityChannel & HappySlip: virtual escape.)
I bought the book Wicked. (I needed a greener escape.)
I interviewed and accepted a job. (Phew, my eggs were in this basket!)
I went in and did a required physical and background check. (Unecessary urinalysis)
I went out to lunch and a movie with an old friend. (Good times)
I finished reading Wicked and was disappointed. (YouTube was better)
I considered closing this journal and vlogging on YouTube (But I’m ugly)
I passed the drug and background check. (Surprise, surprise)
I spent a (frustrating) week with my dad while my mom and sister went to a youth conference.
I started a new job at an overwhelmingly large corporation. (I was scared)
My dad and I drove to Utica, NY for my great aunt’s birthday. (Yellow cake FTW)
I visited my friends in Rochester on the way home. (I was looking forward to the visit for two weeks and we didn’t do anything!)
I was bored at work. My office is a glorified closet without internet. (No escape!)
I made my first friend from work. He’s from Kosovo. I got the internet. (Finally, people.)
I watched a Degrassi TNG marathon during the weekend. (Mmm Canadian escape)
I had a dream about a girl I really liked and it deeply upset me. (It was better than reality)
I went nuts on facebook and updated everything and posted a lot. (In an attempt to reconnect)
I started having trouble sleeping. (I stayed up late watching Degrassi. Owned my sleep inertia)
I was inundated with work- yet it remained boring. (Feels like Office Space sans gangster antics)
I received a test message from another old friend. (Non boring weekend?)
I made plans to go to Canada with my friends from college. (Oh snap! 2 for 2)
I was bummed. My buddy from Kosovo left our closet and got a cubicle of his own. (Psych, I lose)
I failed to complete draft number four of an entry. I wrote this instead. So uh, that’s about it. I apologize for the fact stream but I promise to clarify by answering any comment. I’m out, but not too far away.