What a tumultuous couple of months these past months have been. Filled with firey declarations of love and hissed vows of hatred, what an emotional world war. Friends made and friends destroyed. Plans carefully detailed, only upon construction to be found as plans for something unintended. Literally gut-wrenching experiences - with little hope for change in the future.
I've been forced twice to cauterize intensely intimate relationships. Two girls, both of whom managed to blind themselves to every warning, dodge all caution, and infiltrate to the last my almost inexhaustible barracade of patient compassion, now find themselves utterly exiled from my life. I wish them well - just not personally.
I've fallen in love twice. It's possible I merely revisited old sites where affection had been planted and found love a'bloom, but who's playing timetaker where love is involved? One in particular has proved to be substantially more formidable than I imagined, providing my fine readers with the joyful, almost ecstatic posts of this month.
I've found myself in the surprisingly rewarding position of helping others academically and hope to do more in the future. Teaching has always been one of the things I am worst at, mostly due to an uncharacteristic lack of patience, but apparently tutoring is its less retarded cousin as I've been complimented twice, unsolicited, in this regard. Score one for me. An aside: Do girls get "hot for tutor"? It just doesn't have the same ring to it.
This weekend I plan on going out and purchasing a new wardrobe for myself. I've settled in on my new hairstyle, a poorly managed 'spikey' type do, and my fashion template is sorely overdue for a revamping; Some would say it has never been vamped to begin with. This may be combined with some spontaneous driving lessons, which would make two activities this weekend fully out of character.
Oh yeah, that reminds me. For those who didn't know, I got my learner's permit a few weeks ago. It's possible I'll be able to drive in the near future. Whether or not you should be more or less afraid of my being on the road than I am, I'll leave for you to worry about as clearly my plate is full.
Posted by Matt at February 25, 2005 09:43 AMWow! Glad i am not one of the ladies in exile. Super excited that you are driving. Even more happy to hear that you are purchasing new clothes. Let me know if you need some gel (EXTRA strong hold).
life sounds very exciting. lets eat stooshee.
*hugs*
Posted by: scratchymonkey at February 25, 2005 10:43 AM