I have wanted to blog for forever, but I have been so busy! So, here are the bullet points.
I'm only working every other week at the temple and I think I want to quit entirely. I don't enjoy it anymore and my homework is drowning me, just a little.
I love school so much. I could do my schoolwork all the time, which is good, because that's what I've been doing. I love what I'm working towards, I love volunteering at the library two days a week, I love the chance to read 80 YA novels for my classes this semester. I don't love having no social life. None at all. I was invited to a party tonight that I kind of want to go to, but I feel like I have too much homework to do. Maybe I'll go anyway. And then be swamped all week. 9 graduate credits is too much when I'm working full time too, but I can't wait to be done.
Does the Facebook wall depress anyone else? I need to not look at it anymore. All my friends are getting engaged or married or having second or third babies. I'm just going to school, just like always. I have no marriage prospects, and I can't help shaking the feeling that I won't get any unless I lose 40 or 50 pounds. I don't flirt with anyone because I worry that they will find me repellent.
A guy in my ward came up to me at an activity on Wednesday and told me that I'm intimidating because my education shows in everything I do. Thanks? I appreciate that it's apparently obvious I'm smart, because that doesn't mean I'm hiding it like I used to. But I don't try to be intimidating. I'm being as friendly as I feel like I can at this point in my life. Sorry if I don't feel like I have anything to say to anyone! Sorry that my shyness looks like I'm intimidating. I don't know what to do to change it.
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Audrey, you're not repellent. You should flirt. And for the people who find your education intimidating, they're dumbo heads. I for one think you're pretty darn amazing. :)
Thanks, sister! And for the record, I'm not depressed--it was a bad day, I think.
Oh no! You intimidate the little people! Call it winnowing... separating the sheep from the goats. But if it ever comes down to it, you don't want to date sheep, or goats -- they're even fuzzier than most boys.
So true. Thanks, hermano!
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