she’s come undone

Musings

I think that maybe, just maybe, I might be happy. Or at least very content with my life. It’s a very foreign feeling, and the queerness of it makes it hard to digest. It’s as if I’m unhappy about being happy! I get along with the people I work with for the most part, and the one person I could barely stand quit (or was fired). I am also no longer the new girl, so now I don’t feel like the idiot of the place. School is going ok, what with me getting an A on a paper I waited until the very last minute to write. Let’s see if I can repeat that performance! I get to go home next Saturday; one of the great things about this semester’s classes is that all my finals (all two of them) get taken care of on the first day of finals. Can I get a w00t w00t?

“A Village in Shiota”. Really, what more is there to say about that?

I’m also feeling…fulfilled on the friendship level. I don’t really have any desire to go out and make buddies. That’s not to say I’m going to turn down a developing friendship, just that I am not lonely. There are people out there who need to be surrounded to feel loved, but still go home alone. I am not at that point, and hopefully never will be. Maybe I am a part of some “online clique” and that’s why I feel “included”, but I think it’s just…I don’t know. I’m just happy. After all, I’m not a part of an “offline clique”, so it’s obviously something else.

Love life? Men flirt and look; one guy asked me to “hit him up” while I was working. Hello?! We don’t even know each other’s names! Anyway, maybe next year I’ll let one of them be my boyfriend. Maybe. Right now, I’m just fine mentally undressing all the attractive young males I come across while walking around campus. And let’s not forget Galad.

Alas, I think I need to spend more time on MW..it’s not where I want it to be yet.