Thought for the Day
13 years ago
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Confidence.
It's about deciding to do something way out of your comfort zone and sticking to your decision. Yesterday I let my friend and her unsuspecting house guest (that I had just met that morning) paint my naked body. Then I biked around city streets with other fellow nakedly painted people. :)
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Break
I have taken a break from blogging as it seems that all I want to write about is depressing. Writing out my frustrations tends to be therapeutic, but even I am getting annoyed with the amount of negativity that I exude right now.
At the same time it seems impossible to catch a break. It's as if someone whacks me in the face just when I find successes in my life. I had a long day. I was away from home from 8:30am-9:30pm. The man I am living with was home on and off throughout the day. At 3:30pm he came home to find that Lola had torn apart one side of the couch. Seriously?! Not only am I in debt because of my home fiasco but now I have to buy my friend a new couch because of it! Had I been living in Fremont I would have been able to come home in between appointments and let Lola out and give her attention so that her boredom wouldn't lead her to furniture destruction. Then yesterday, I came home late and went upstairs to see if Lola had been fed dinner yet. My friend just looked at me and said "Lola, well..." and I knew she had done something mischievous. Somehow she was inside when he left the house for only 2 hours and came home to find Lola with her head buried in his dog's food bag. Her belly wasn't uncomfortably protruding but it was definitely bigger than normal. All of this could be avoided with regular stimulation and exercise which becomes impossible when my life takes place 5 miles from where Lola and I currently live. In addition, she has been coughing a lot more the past week. What that means...well...so far none of the five vets we have seen can tell us.
It feels like I have turned numb. When more crappy things happen it doesn't seem to phase me. It is just the way of my life. I never used to be like this. I was always the optimistic one. I WANT to be that person again. I want to be happy.
At the same time it seems impossible to catch a break. It's as if someone whacks me in the face just when I find successes in my life. I had a long day. I was away from home from 8:30am-9:30pm. The man I am living with was home on and off throughout the day. At 3:30pm he came home to find that Lola had torn apart one side of the couch. Seriously?! Not only am I in debt because of my home fiasco but now I have to buy my friend a new couch because of it! Had I been living in Fremont I would have been able to come home in between appointments and let Lola out and give her attention so that her boredom wouldn't lead her to furniture destruction. Then yesterday, I came home late and went upstairs to see if Lola had been fed dinner yet. My friend just looked at me and said "Lola, well..." and I knew she had done something mischievous. Somehow she was inside when he left the house for only 2 hours and came home to find Lola with her head buried in his dog's food bag. Her belly wasn't uncomfortably protruding but it was definitely bigger than normal. All of this could be avoided with regular stimulation and exercise which becomes impossible when my life takes place 5 miles from where Lola and I currently live. In addition, she has been coughing a lot more the past week. What that means...well...so far none of the five vets we have seen can tell us.
It feels like I have turned numb. When more crappy things happen it doesn't seem to phase me. It is just the way of my life. I never used to be like this. I was always the optimistic one. I WANT to be that person again. I want to be happy.
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