Goodbye Swarthmore, hello world. I'm out of the institution and need work to earn money to pay off loans. :-( I am at a loss on what to really do with my life, although I think I am getting a direction. I also hate the "new" Blogger. It sucks. I hate the new comments, Blogger bar, and dashboard. Google made Blogger suck. I hate you now Google. You truly are evil.
Wow. It's been almost a year since I've blogged anything. Tsk Tsk. Anyway, for anyone reading, I got married to a wonderful guy named Gene. He's a sweetie and I love him. I'm still lazy and this will be short. I'm temping at AT&T where they pay me to watch Tv. Seriously.
Stress is the bane of modern society. I mean, back in the day stress was centered around staying alive, but as modern society moved further from suvival and towards comfort and keeping up with the Jones, stress has changed.
I can handle stress if it means trying to avoid starvation or keeping out of the grips of a grizzly bear, but the crazy tight feeling in your chest that isn't accomapanied by the andrenaline rush of possibly dying. I would take that any day over the constant low grade stress of modern day life. The constant stress of the modern era is killing the soul of America. Move over Osama, hello to the stress of everyday life. Life that doesn't have to be so complicated, but yet is. I never understood why life is so difficult, but I think that we create a lot of these difficulties for ourselves. Why would anyone willing accept and create stress?
I suppose there is no simple answer to why we do the things we do. I suppose the most unacceptable thing for humans is that we do not have control over our lives. that includes stress. We need to find alternative ways to manage stress. I'll let you know when I find one.
I suppose writing in general is a cathartic exercise, but oddly enough I find it's not helping this time. Sucks to your asmar!
Man, this has been a very hectic week. If I ever wondered what it felt like to drown, I totally understand. I guess I could see that wave creping up on me, but who pays attention right?
I always thought I was an INTJ, but alas, I have to admit that I'm an INFJ. Why i was in denial about that I don't know, but it explains a lot. I have a chemistry test that I need to study for tomorrow. :-( I wish that life wasn't so dramatic, but I think that's the nature of things. God has a really interesting sense of humor...
The thing about life that I guess I should keep in mind is that it's crazy. Mutable. Relative. It also has the ability to bring you to your knees.
I'm in a philosophical mood, but too tired to reflect properly. Maybe sleep would help. Nice warm bed. Crawl into a ball away from the world. Sounds good eh?
John Mayer is dead to me now. After all the whores he's dated, now he's dating Jessica Simpson. That has to be one of the worst females to date. The only way he can get any worse is if he dates Lindsay Lohan or Hilary Duff. I'm just waiting for that announcement.