I only write long entries when I'm upset
Jul. 21st, 2003 12:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I feel deflated and tired. I feel beaten down by still being in this job. I lie in bed at night and wonder why people have to work in areas that are not their passion, which don't help them grow.
Wouldn't it be great if everyone could work in what they most love? How utopic and infantile of me to wish that... Who would take care of the shit? Surely there must be someone out there into handling garbage. Polititians perhaps.
I've been feeling low ever since I came back from Canada. I re-visited my past life, my left-behind friends, and compared it to the life I have now... I'm much more lonely in London, and I don't go out as much as I did in Montreal. Even Kevin was feeling blue by the time our return date was close.
I'm going to the gym in 23 minutes, with Megan. Maybe the endorphins will help. And I've been looking for new work, something that will fill up my time. And I've been thinking about taking creative writing courses at night, so somebody's deadline can push me out of my imagination's swamp.
And I, and I, and I
Wouldn't it be great if everyone could work in what they most love? How utopic and infantile of me to wish that... Who would take care of the shit? Surely there must be someone out there into handling garbage. Polititians perhaps.
I've been feeling low ever since I came back from Canada. I re-visited my past life, my left-behind friends, and compared it to the life I have now... I'm much more lonely in London, and I don't go out as much as I did in Montreal. Even Kevin was feeling blue by the time our return date was close.
I'm going to the gym in 23 minutes, with Megan. Maybe the endorphins will help. And I've been looking for new work, something that will fill up my time. And I've been thinking about taking creative writing courses at night, so somebody's deadline can push me out of my imagination's swamp.
And I, and I, and I
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on 2003-07-21 06:49 am (UTC)Re:
on 2003-07-21 07:55 am (UTC)*hugshugshugs*
The gym helped (45 minutes of cardio) and i've been munching on some Middle-Easter cookies left in the office's kitchen... so things are looking up.
;o)
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on 2003-07-21 07:57 am (UTC)Re:
on 2003-07-21 09:23 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-07-21 09:29 am (UTC)But you know what else helps? Playing dress-up. It's so much fun. That's what you should do next time you're sad. I do it all the time. Trying on ridiculous looking clothes that you haven't worn in like, five years will make you laugh, and trying on really short skirts and tight shirts will make you feel sexy.
It's fun. Even when you're not depressed. In fact, I'm going to go do it right now!
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on 2003-07-22 02:19 am (UTC)Maybe I should do my toenails, put some blush on, that sort of thing.
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on 2003-07-21 10:40 am (UTC)Re:
on 2003-07-22 02:15 am (UTC)Re:
on 2003-07-22 11:13 am (UTC)Re:
on 2003-07-23 02:06 am (UTC)i guess what I need... what everyone needs... is a job that brings out a passion from within, that makes the person feel they can't possibly do anything else in life.
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on 2003-07-23 05:41 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-07-23 02:05 am (UTC)somebody stop the planet, cause I want OUT!
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on 2003-07-23 09:04 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-07-24 02:14 am (UTC)no subject
on 2003-07-21 11:17 am (UTC)Re:
on 2003-07-22 02:14 am (UTC)I never stay down for long...