Oy, it’s been a week, hasn’t it? I don’t know about anyone else, but my sleep schedule is seriously messed up from working evenings. But, it is almost the weekend, so there is that to look forward to. Since it’s very likely that I’ll be up until the wee hours, here’s a little something to kick things off.
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Oh, and this:
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So. On Wednesday I got a voluntarily job (but writing and social media so yes good). Yesterday I missed a call from a recruitment bureau because they “had some questions” (I don’t care if that doesn’t sound good, it’s contact) and I got an invitation for an elevator pitch for a cool sounding job. YIKES!
In a cool way, of course. And I’m not going to expect anything from it but I guess it’s nice to feel noticed.
I am trying to keep that panicky stress felling at bay, but I’m failing miserably. So much to get done still and last minute drama. Trying to stay positive and enjoy the time I have left with my friends.
I’m moving back to the States. So I’ve been trying to pack up two years of my life in Korea the last week or so. I know it’ll get done, I just have so many last minute details to get through. It’s also more about the uncertainty of what happens next.
I have seriously had Prince’s “When You Were Mine” stuck in my head all week after hearing it on the radio– and now I can’t find any video of it (that’s not a cover or a shitty live version) anywhere so I can put in a link!
Otherwise yeah… my week has been weird and sort of not good, but not really *bad* either… But I’m one of those weird people that will totally make sure I get 8hrs of sleep throughout the week so I’m a person when I go to work, but on the weekends I will stay up ridiculously late to finish work that I didn’t get to over the regular week (plus knitting, Netflix, and magazine awesomeness). It’s amazing how little I sleep on the weekends, only to catch up during the regular week.
It’s my birthday. It has been extremely boring and ended in my parents bickering over the answering machine:I always know that my birthday is going to be anticlimactic and a little sucky, so I petition for it to be skipped every year. And every year everyone insists on “celebrating”, which makes everything somehow even MORE depressing.
I feel exactly the same! 97% of the time people “celebrating” your birthday is really more about them celebrating and me being like “no really, you can stop trying so hard now. these are the things you like and not necessarily what I’d like right this moment”.
But on that note… Happy Birthday?! Here’s some things:
I’m sorry your birthday wasn’t so great. My family tends to also put a damper on birthdays (and any holiday that involves being in the same room for more than 5 minutes) so I totally understand where you are coming from.
Lisa Frank??? This is the best birthday present ever! Well, except for the time I got a Lisa Frank folder, diary, and pencils in JUST THIS PATTERN, WHICH WAS MY FAVORITE!!!!!
So. On Wednesday I got a voluntarily job (but writing and social media so yes good). Yesterday I missed a call from a recruitment bureau because they “had some questions” (I don’t care if that doesn’t sound good, it’s contact) and I got an invitation for an elevator pitch for a cool sounding job. YIKES!
In a cool way, of course. And I’m not going to expect anything from it but I guess it’s nice to feel noticed.
Yay! Definitely nice to get some good feedback.
I am trying to keep that panicky stress felling at bay, but I’m failing miserably. So much to get done still and last minute drama. Trying to stay positive and enjoy the time I have left with my friends.
I’ve been gone for a little bit…are you moving? Taking a trip? I’m sorry you’re feeling stressed!
I’m moving back to the States. So I’ve been trying to pack up two years of my life in Korea the last week or so. I know it’ll get done, I just have so many last minute details to get through. It’s also more about the uncertainty of what happens next.
I have seriously had Prince’s “When You Were Mine” stuck in my head all week after hearing it on the radio– and now I can’t find any video of it (that’s not a cover or a shitty live version) anywhere so I can put in a link!
Otherwise yeah… my week has been weird and sort of not good, but not really *bad* either… But I’m one of those weird people that will totally make sure I get 8hrs of sleep throughout the week so I’m a person when I go to work, but on the weekends I will stay up ridiculously late to finish work that I didn’t get to over the regular week (plus knitting, Netflix, and magazine awesomeness). It’s amazing how little I sleep on the weekends, only to catch up during the regular week.
It’s my birthday. It has been extremely boring and ended in my parents bickering over the answering machine:I always know that my birthday is going to be anticlimactic and a little sucky, so I petition for it to be skipped every year. And every year everyone insists on “celebrating”, which makes everything somehow even MORE depressing.
I feel exactly the same! 97% of the time people “celebrating” your birthday is really more about them celebrating and me being like “no really, you can stop trying so hard now. these are the things you like and not necessarily what I’d like right this moment”.
But on that note… Happy Birthday?! Here’s some things:
This is my favorite Firefly moment. You people know me so well. Or we are all have too much in common. It’s hard to tell.
I’m sorry your birthday wasn’t so great. My family tends to also put a damper on birthdays (and any holiday that involves being in the same room for more than 5 minutes) so I totally understand where you are coming from.
Have a cat bday gif!
Awww. I know the feeling of not wanting to deal with birthdays. Same thing happens to me quite a bit, but for what it’s worth.
Lisa Frank??? This is the best birthday present ever! Well, except for the time I got a Lisa Frank folder, diary, and pencils in JUST THIS PATTERN, WHICH WAS MY FAVORITE!!!!!
I can’t tell if the cat wants to GIVE me the cake, or just wants to eat it. Regardless, I love chubby animals. Especially basset hounds.