I wouldn't say I'm homesick, but rather the complete opposite. I am sick of home. Which is weird because it's not like I've spent an excessive amount of time at home in the past three years. It doesn't seem to matter, though. The thought of having to return home come September makes me want to run … Continue reading Pumped!
Asian New Year
Tomorrow is Chinese New Year, but I celebrated with friends today instead. We got dressed up, had a ton of food, and then sat around talking until midnight. We got to talking about what we'll be doing this summer and where we'll all be going. We're going to be in different countries, although I'm the … Continue reading Asian New Year
Time and the Lack of it
As much as I like to moan and groan about how busy I am, I prefer a packed schedule to an empty one. I've had an empty schedule before. Well, it's not really empty, is it? It's just less productive, less active, lonelier. It's still full, but it's full of useless things. Two hours in the … Continue reading Time and the Lack of it
Thoughts on Guilt
Yesterday I said I would be braver, so today I'm going to write about what scares me more than anything: my feelings. That was supposed to be funny. Things are never funny when I try to make them funny. It's a curse, really. I've been realizing more and more lately that there's a feeling sitting in … Continue reading Thoughts on Guilt
Braver
Today feels like the first day in a while that consisted of more than work and Criminal Minds. Last night I was trying to put together a simple cover letter that would be suitable to send to an agent when I finish one of my novels. It took longer than I thought it would. Hours. When … Continue reading Braver
Nothing to Report
My last semester has been really busy. In between my job, classes, and studying, I've managed to find some spare time for socializing or working out. Still, I end each of my days the same: with an early bedtime. I love being busy, don't get me wrong. But often I'm too tired by the time I get … Continue reading Nothing to Report
Miserable
I'm having a miserable day. Actually, it was quite a nice day. It was sunny, I saw friends, I had a cool class, and I hung out in the bookstore. But I've had a cold since last night and therefore feel miserable. You know when only one thing is making you miserable and then you … Continue reading Miserable
Overview
I've been putting this off, the first post of the new year. I think I've been hoping that by putting it off I'd somehow make the days go by slower, but the opposite seems to be happening so I'm just going to write. 2016 is going to be a big year for me, I think. … Continue reading Overview
Impermanence
It is a minute to midnight and I'm running on the last juices of my battery. My dog Foxy is asleep at my feet. I'm the only one awake. My siblings went to sleep early, excited for the early Christmas we'll be having tomorrow while here at my dad's house. Our actual Christmas will be … Continue reading Impermanence
Home(s)
I should be used to this by now. In a way, I suppose I am. I know what and how much to pack. I know what tickets I need, the times to book for. I know where to go and who to talk to. I know how to do everything in such a way that … Continue reading Home(s)
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