Funny how life is cyclical. Well, my life is cyclical anyway. I do the same things get the same results. It appears that my methods and the consequences rarely change yet I can’t really branch away. I always say I am open to new experiences and such but somehow I manage to alter these experiences into something of old. Sometimes, I don’t understand myself. I remember as I neared the end of undergrad and I was sad. I didn’t want to end the experience. Now, with my paper so close to completion I feel the same urge to prolong the excruciating experience for some reason. I should be excited but unfortunately blue skies are colluded with foreboding dark clouds. Where will I be in two weeks? Will all my trips go as planned or will I spend most of my vacation freaking out in an unknown country? On the other hand, the Case Study seems to be going well and I feel very positive about it. We had a real meeting today and have defined important point making me less stressed. I apparently hide stress well. A good thing I guess, considering how many things stress me out.
And I think I am developing new allergies, I am allergic to most species with any form of hair or fur and I think I am becoming allergic to yet another one. This one is a little closer to home though. We’ll see, maybe it’s just me.
Okay, I feel sick, too much tea and little to no ventilation in the office.
Feeling miserable in MC.