Weekend. Going away to see my uni friends. Got everything I needed to get done done at work so I can relax. It’s gonna be good.

I just realised what this blog is missing that the old blog had. Numbering. I used to number the positive things posts. That way they were easily distinguishable from other posts, and I could keep track of how long I had been doing it, and sort of held me to doing it every day. When I started this I hadn’t really intended that this would have any other posts than that kind, but I already find myself sometimes wanting to just talk about what’s going on without being forced to spin it to a positive thing. Maybe I’ll have to think about that, if this is going to be a truly one purpose blog or not.

New name

So I finally thought of a new blog name that wasn’t taken. And then after switching it, I realised that any potential readers coming from TheBloggess would now have the wrong link. D’oh! I’m not expecting this blog to become popular or anything, but it would be nice to have some traffic that isn’t just me. I think most people have that desire for attention somewhere in them, and I am far too shy to go looking for that in real life. Then again, when my old blog started getting readers, that just made me nervous. Why? I should just be me. If people don’t like the real me, then who cares? I wouldn’t want them to like a fake me. So I should just put everything out here, every weird and embarrassing thought. After all, it’d have to be pretty damn weird to scare off the Bloggess tribe.

Not really a positive thing, just being rambly

I feel like time is passing so fast right now. Every day, every week, it’s just woosh and it’s gone. Which is kind of good sometimes, when it’s a work day and it doesn’t drag on, but I have to get stuff done, and at home too. I’m doing OK at work, though. I’m getting stuff done. But then I get home from work, get something to eat, and then it’s suddenly late. And then it’s the weekend and then another week and then what? It’s just, I don’t know. It’s like I’m waiting for something. I just have to get through the rough patch and then I’ll start my real life. The one where I date and see friends and don’t just work and eat and sleep.

Is that how you spell “rough”? I re-read the paragraph and suddenly that word just looked all wrong. But Google says it’s right. Man, what did we do before Google?

I should do a word of the day thing. And by “do” I guess I mean pick an online dictionary and look at their word of the day every day and learn it if it’s one I don’t know. My English has gone downhill a bit.

Making plans with friends for this weekend. It’s gonna be great.

Office party

The pills actually worked today so I could be at the party without pain. I ended up sitting with people I felt comfortable with so I could have conversations instead of being a quiet mouse most of the evening. I sucked at the quiz but I didn’t feel too bad about it. I got to know one of my coworkers better. I laughed a lot and I made people laugh (once, at least). I don’t drink but something about the atmosphere towards the end of a night like this makes me more outgoing anyway. Maybe because I know other people are drunk so they’ll be less likely to judge or remember if I do something “wrong”. I can be a little loud. I can be seen. Anyway. I’m not a party person, but occasionally, office parties are fun.

Learning

I think if I have learnt something new, that is at least something I can feel good about that day. Even if it’s something random and useless. Because I sometimes participate in quizzes and immensely enjoy showing my random and useless knowledge, and there’s an office party tomorrow and we always have quizzes at our office parties.

The more unexpected the better. Which is why I’ve tried teaching myself Hangul and Welsh. I’m just longing for a situation when I get to impress someone with any of my (very limited) knowledge of those. The “wow, you can read that?” moment. And I enjoy the learning.