before i started posting this, i realised that the font that i *was* going to type in was the same font as the one i use for my job requisitions...and its only my second day on the job.
i can just see my social life melting away into obscurity...like those lemon flavoured bubble gums from japan that i bought when i was 10... *sigh*...i can just taste the artificial sweetness on my tongue.
i figured i might as well start a blog due to my new found boredom on the job and the fact that im bored of being a closet blog lover. i might as well dedicate that love to myself. it only makes sense. so to those that i haven't seen since i left melbourne at the end of april, my farewell in lexi, or mis amigas that i have left behind in europe..
here's what i've been up to (these are mainly the headers, there are tons of sub-headings, but i wouldnt want to put you through that and besides, i have to keep some things personal)
-went to espana and i found myself bitten by the travel-bug and am now planning my next escape into a realm where no one knows me and i know no one...panama/cuba in feb?
-found out that i can be by myself, survive and actually enjoy it much more than if i was surrounded by people.
-found myself passionately involved in up keeping my espanyol por que lleva a cabo muchas memorias y es una lengua hermosa
-surprised myself by falling in love again :)
-got a job, therefore making myself settle in kl for at least 3 months *sob*
-started believing in karma (the flow of good and bad energy)
-reconnecting to myself and really not giving two fucks what people think
-have found a new found love in wine
through these changes...i still-----
-reject being comfortable. just to be painful and make everyones life hell
-wake up every morning believing that there has to be more to life than this...hence my continuous need to change plans and my inability to stick to any.
-love him, who has painfully stuck with my nonsense (which doesn't seem to want to fade away eventhough im evidently maturing), my constant belief that change is good, my utter selfishness, my alcoholism, my admissions, my inability to compromise to the smallest of plans and commitments and the torturous ways of showing him i love him (ie the wailings and tantrums--im worse than a 2 year old). whoa, i totally suck :P
-love them. those who have held my hand and been my pillars of support through these transitions.
-love my little bull
-am too outspoken reinforcing that i really cannot give a damn what ppl think because i have all that matters to me close to my heart and from that, am blissfully fulfilled...that is, until i want to create a drama of all sorts
until the next time the daily grind gets me down and i feel the need to resort to venting my life's frustrations via a weblog.
xL
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