#februaryisover

[frankiecolours]

IT IS MARCH #pinchpunch #payyourrent #februaryisOVER #wemadeit #bless (at Edmonton, Alberta) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9NoMnbAfMY/?igshid=1eqlp1lyxcjtp

[valarietes]

Dipin' dots. #wyoming #winter #tensleep #tsrockranch #februaryisover

[drobicat]

So thank you February for being over. It could have been worse, though. I had my first law-breaking experience which left me with a dirty feeling (and this should mean that there is still hope I will get off this path sooner than make the second step). 

It is snowing and raining outside, although it is supposed to be a day when every one celebrates the beginning of spring (and value of women). I am supposed to be grieving as there is no one to celebrate my value in his particular life, but I am not (which is a true surprise for someone like me). 

Someone has recently asked me if I ever have rest. I do, indeed, but I do not like laziness. I hate lazy people. I do not keep them among my friends. I do not like when people do not know what they want from life, where they are going, and what they wish to get in the end. This aimless wandering around life makes me sick. It does not mean that I am not fun (maybe I am not fun, though, but this is not because of my obsessive goal-orientation). 

When winter ends (especially in a usual ugly way, called "February"), one starts hoping that spring would bring him a world of new opportunities, joy, and happiness, enlightened with sun, love and long days. Well, being pragmatic (NOT pessimist, ugggghr) I think that nothing ever brings anything to anyone. I still have a pile of things to get sorted, and I am not yet sure what I will see under it. 

[susiedavisdef]

February 28

So at the beginning of 2013 I decided to write what I did everyday on a notecard and keep them until I review in 2014. But it's not very long and I can explain soooo much more on here, so I might as well.

Well I have re-entered the world of online dating. And it has been 10 million times better than my last experience. No serial killers this round at least. Ive met four different people a few times. They've all been really nice, honest, and sweet. But men literally suck at texting. they change their minds about how they feel but they all tell me they want to hang out again after the first time. So I just don't get it. AGH. Oh and I started seeing a counselor because I am just really unhappy with my life. I don't like that I'm alone and am having a terrible time accepting it. My job, internship, and school all really stress me out. And a bunch of other stuff too. But on the bright side, I met some really awesome clients today, made a new friend with Meredith at work, and was reaffirmed as to how well I can work with kids. Bright spot on this shabby day? Not toooooo bad.