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January 29, 2015:

It’s been a fucking long week, but in an attempt to stay positive, here’s some things that made me happy:

-Tofu stew and seafood pancakes with Edward/gossiping
-catching Tony right as he got out of class and seeing him get $0.94 worth of yogurt
-reminiscing with Warren friends about the stupid shit we did our first year
-for some reason, I decided to skim through my senior year high school yearbook, and it was funny how many times I got called a bro
-having my mom pack me samoas in my lunch
-satisfying my sushi craving
-seeing all the possible jobs I can apply for (which also scares the shit out of me yet makes me super excited that job hunting season is beginning)
-getting to see Sam Smith in concert tomorrow
-getting to talk to Kingston on the phone on Saturday

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28/365

January 28, 2015:

I feel like I’m slipping into a rut again.

No.
No.
No.
No.
No.

Whenever I’m feeling stuck, I usually know what I need to do, but I don’t do it, so I just end up making myself miserable, which is definitely not okay. I need to plan out my days more.

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January 26, 2015:

Okay, so I didn’t post right after work, but to be fair, I was hanging out with Edward (not couch potato-ing like I usually do).

Anyway, today was a pretty shitty day at work, not because anything major happened, but just a lot of small things kept bugging me, you know? Sigh, I just want to log on to my computer and access everything that needs to be accessed.

But it’s okay, because instead of going home to sulk, I went out for dinner instead, and tofu stew is always a solid choice (plus there was surprisingly no traffic, and we found parking easily).

Edward says I should write deeper things about life or something, but I don’t know, I don’t talk about those kinds of things with people much anymore.

I kind of find myself conflicted a lot of the time because I feel like I’m too clingy or dependent on others. And then, when I don’t know what to do about it, I just try to stop talking to them for a bit, as if the other extreme is better. It’s like I don’t really know what the middle ground is, and I don’t know how to fix it.

Also, on another side note, I need a hobby.

Sorry for the random thoughts, lol.

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January 25, 2015:

To continue from yesterday, it really frustrates me that my relatives discuss the issues of my 18 year old cousin as if they’re grave problems. I feel like they baby her and over exaggerate the severity of it all. Sure, she gets stressed over academics, and maybe she doesn’t have a career planned, but who really does? I don’t, and I freaking graduated. Not only that but eleven other cousins have entered or graduated from college, and we all had our problems, but none of them were discussed this way. It’s hard to fully describe without the full context, but I’m glad I at least tried to reason with my relatives that she’s just a normal girl with normal struggles. Sigh.

It also bothers me when people ask me about what I’m doing, and say, “So… it’s not related to your major?” because then I get all defensive and it’s stupid.

Anyway, I realize I haven’t written a ton of posts with substance, a lot of the time due to the fact that I start writing at 11pm or later, so my new goal is to write right after work every day. I guess because work is a bit repetitive, I always wait around til later on to see if there’ll be something to write about, but then I end up putting it off a bit too much. Whoops.

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January 24, 2015:

It was my cousin’s daughter’s 1st birthday, which meant that we got together with some relatives to celebrate.

There’s this one cousin I have who just started college, yet everyone seems to worry excessively over her.

I think I’ll go into more detail, but to say I was frustrated is putting it lightly.

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