May is Ending

And I am so. Happy. My GOD. It's one of those weird inexplicable happinesses and this is why: work is going okay, school isn't too great, I'm really stressed out and am rethinking a lot of things, but IAMINAGOODMOODWHATTHEHELL,LIFE.
I'll be moving soon and part of this is sorting out what I need and don't need. It's about time this applies to the rest of my life, and have been following suit accordingly. I'm only keeping people in my life that matter and that I want to stick around for a little longer, if not a lot longer. This means cutting some people off, and damn it feels good. Sort of like flushing out some nasty toxins or food that had been lingering in the body for a while. So, friends, feel lucky.
Also I WILL post the Virgin Fest post soon, it's a promise.
Forever,
N

Hedgehog in the Fog

I just wanted to point out to anyone who was wondering: There is little else that's more wonderful than waking up thinking you have to go to school/work/wherever, then taking the day off and sleeping until 1 pm.
Still a little bit dazed, but there's nothing wrong with that.
Forever,
N

Call and response

It's really quite pathetic how rarely I blog anymore.. Now that I think of it, maybe it's a good thing. Life's busy for me now, I've had to put my big-girl pants on and deal with a lot of big-girl problems, no real time to blog about trite subjects. When I say big I don't mean fat, for those who still think of the two as being synonymous.

But anyways, back to you. Someone commented! Some anonymous person shook my proverbial shoulders and told me to update! If you were there, (non)existent readers, when I received the notification, my dancing was glorious. So I decided I should plunk my ass down for the specific purpose of writing a blog entry tonight, we'll see where this goes..

In relation to my previous entry, I can breathe normally again for the most part when thinking about this new situation. Well, more or less normally, anyway. I'm 90% sure I will get hurt again at some point -- but life's short. Youth is shorter. My big aha moment was to fuck all common sense and give into it. Evidently I am a masochist, although I'm quite sure this is nothing new for me to discover.
So I found out one of my shoulders is screwed up. Not fun. In any case the only real conclusion I can take of it is that I definitely am in need of someone else's strong shoulder since my own won't do anymore.

I'm thinking about not living with my mum full-time anymore, it is no exaggeration to state that we argue daily. She talked to her mum on the phone today and I saw clearly that I NEED TO GET OUT before I continue the fucked-up family trait onwards.

Anyways, what's new with you? I sincerely hope nothing like what has been going on with me, all I want is sleep and all I get is yelling.
Forever,
N