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| So my mom finally went away. Now I'm at home all by myself for a month. It's a bittersweet feeling. I've always wanted to see how it would be like to live alone. In a way, I always thought I'd enjoy it... and I do. I wouldn't say that I love it, but it's quiet, its peaceful, its not demanding or anything. Everything goes along with your schedule and it feels really good to be free. But I gotta admit, it does get lonely. Now I know I won't want to live in a big house. Apartments/Condos would be my choice FOR SURE.
I've got a pretty good schedule I'm keeping up. After work I usually go to the gym (just downstairs in the office where I work), stay there for roughly 40 minutes - 1 hr. Get back home, drum for roughly an hour and a half. Eat. Then just relax and pass the rest of the day slowly till I fall asleep. I remember when in church they taught about how routine is a bad thing, and should be avoided as much as possible. Looking back at that now, I agreed with it when it made sense. Nowadays, I don't really... it doesn't relate to what I'm experiencing now... and that's why it's wrong...for the moment.
Everything has a right and wrong. Just like how you can get sick by having too little medication or too much medication. Everything is like that... the only things you are safe from are those things that you don't know about. Those things you don't experience.
My boss talked to me this morning about being an engineer... and how not to be the office bitch just because I'm a student. I told my friend who works there as well, and he agrees. However, I find alot of things my boss tells me, I already know... or at least I experienced, but just didn't know how to express it. It's kinda sad when you think about it. Knowing something... but just simply not being able to express it. He says practice as much as you can, with whoever I can. Aaaanddd.... that's not going to happen anytime soon... I'd have to take a course or something.
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| Seems like every thing that is good and fun in this world comes at a price. Nothing is free... absolutely nothing. It's naive and immature to assume something that is completely free in this world. We pay with our futures, our bodies, our health, our minds...
The only difference is how desperate you are... how much you want, and how much you are willing to give for what we call "FUN!" Personally, it gives us something to talk about, to remember in the future, something to make it seem like our lives aren't a complete waste of time and effort. Life is a complete waste of time... you only stay to show whatever amount of love you have to the people you care about. That's it. Everything is so superficial, and it becomes more and more evident "I GUESS" as years go by. Everything is completely useless.
Whatever... I had a good time today. Getting smashed with the ones that I would most likely say I care about the most, and seeing those close friends in situations where I'd never see them. Life is different, fun used to be a game of foosball. Life is different, fun used to be "so and so's house". It's like a competition now, where people don't give a fucking damn about their health and safety. I AM GUILTY, its been almost 2 hours since my last drink, and I still feel like I'm in a condition where I'm unable to drive. And yet I still did. Yes fools, I did drink and drive (first time)... and I got home safe, thankfully. What complete stupidness... now if you tell the truth (like I am now) you get fuckin bombarded to your childhood with "WHAT IFS". Fuck the what ifs, live with what you have and what you experience... then maybe you can live a live TRULY without fear, and without any regret. A life where you are TRULY gaurding yourself and the things you believe in.
On a last note, "Strong" is fitting...
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| Another week almost done! Yes, I count my days in my weeks, and I look forward to every weekend. Otherwise, the weeks feel longer than they are already. What's awesome is... this coming week, I have a LONG WEEKEND!!! YAYE! So apparently, I get Monday off due to "FAMILY DAY" and I honestly have NEVER heard of it. I'm lucky enough (or maybe not) to spend everyday with my family... so why is there a dedicated holiday for this so called Family Day. Bullshit. I guess it's for people working full time, who may not be as lucky or just simply have no time for their family. But... I havn't met anyone who doesn't have time for their family... so seriously, whats the big deal. I think people in Canada are just lazy, and want a statuatory holiday every 2 months, ON TOP of their vacation and sick time.
Anyways... I was surprised today when I learned that VODKA can be used as a bathroom cleaner OR a mouth wash. MOUTH WASH! BYE BYE LISTERINE, HELLOOO SMIRNOFF! bahahaha.
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| Damn its been a while. And of course lots happened.
I finally got a frickin job thats worth mentioning. It's awesome, I'm working as an engineering assistant at York Region. My boss is awesome as well. The only downfall I can see is that I'm working with two of my classmates from school... both a little too enthusiastic, and both good friends. I feel like I don't really fit in with them when we go on break and during lunch sometimes... and I can tell that they feel awkward or act different when I'm not there as opposed to when I am. Whatever... I tend to do that to some people. But other than that, the job is really amazing and I'm learning quite a bit about pavements and roads. Although its not my dream job, its engineering related... and considering the economy's situation, I'm lucky I'm returning for work during the summer.
It does get pretty lonely though, working typical business hours and just going home and relaxing at home. It all sounds good, but like anything else... it becomes routine. Meeting the same people in and out, same greeting every morning. I guess to make things interesting you gotta do it yourself. That's one reason why I'm back on this xanga junk.
On a final note, TGIF is now TGIM for me. I hate fridays.
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| Its a bitter life. You think its because your alone, but your not. But that is what makes life bitter. | | |
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