Monday, December 13, 2010

Loser

I thought I was gonna win against this cold but today it got the best of me.
I slept till 2pm and then I had to call work and say I'm sick.
Not much use in going to work with snot constantly dripping from my nose. lol
I was really, really tired today. Stayed in bed most of the day re-reading my favourite books.
I just finished the first part of the trilogy. I guess it's called the Darkangel trilogy as that is the name of the first book. I read them the first time when I was in seventh grade I think but they're still my favourite books.
They're supposed to be "childrens books" but they're really for any age I think. It's a magnificent fairy tale of a young girl becoming a woman through her adventures to save her world, our moon, in a very distant future.
The books are written by Meredith Ann Pierce.

So I've been reading all day. Took pauses to eat leftover pizza and watch glee and our swedish Hollywood wives on tv.

When reading I feel less lonely.
I still miss someone.


I just hate leaving things...unfinished. Unresolved.
But I guess I need patience.

Some day my prince will come, right? ;)

Thursday, December 9, 2010

My limit.

I'm ok with my health most of the time but it's hard being at work.

It's hard enough having RA, I don't want to have to explain to people everyday why I can't do certain things at work. If I say I'm sick they just think "well everyone's a little sick" and they think I'm lazy and give me dirty looks.
I don't want to have to talk about it so much. That just starts with the pity from them and it makes me feel worse.

I have to live with this for the rest of my life and it's not gonna go away or get better.
I can't find a boyfriend because I'm so picky. I live alone. I have no one to help me if I happen to need help with something other people take for granted.

Like I said, most of the time I'm ok but I have a limit to how stong I can be and I reached it today.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Sonet

Sigh no more ladies, sigh no more. Men were deceivers ever. One foot in sea and one on shore. To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so but let them go, and be you blight and bonnie. Converting all your sounds of woe into hey nonny, nonny!
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