- My spelling ability has been greatly increased from transcribing my bosses messages onto emails. The downside is that I stare with anxious fear at the keyboard as I type now. On the upside, I have a greater appreciation now for the careful selection of words used in correspondence. Sort of charming and sweet.
-Recently finished Tweak, which is really just a more grown up Go Ask Alice. Or so I had thought it was till I noticed the binding listed it as "young adult." Is it wrong to admit that my inner pretension had its feelings hurt? I'm bouncing back with a Camus book I never finished. =[
-The director of the gallery told me my outfit was "cute." That was almost a week ago...and yet I am still basking in that glory. Just be glad I don't brag about these sort of things in real-life conversation.
-Okay, and of course. everyday I am learning more about ME and growing up and maturing in different, different ways. Emotionally, physically and career wise, everyday has had its mark on me. I am thankful for this, but also overwhelmed; I still don't have the control over my life to balance these lessons while maintaining the little things that are important to me (clean home/ environment, getting enough sleep/ exercise, the balance of work and play)
-I got a pseudo-promotion at one of my work places this week. "Pseudo" since I don;t get paid...but is it so wrong for me to feel emotionally gratified by being useful at the workplace?
Much of my time at work, during my commute or running errands is dedicated to self reflection. I think about the energy I put into my work, and my insatiable desire to do more and be better. Is it a way to compensate for something I am missing emotionally? Well, I concluded, at least so far, that for right now, work is just one of the ways I give love to myself. (haha, that actually sounds quite silly)
