I've been reading a few people's blogs lately, and it really hit home how much of a terrible blogger I am. I don't keep this up to date at all! I think it partly has to do with being a fairly private person, really, and trying to sort through things myself and not sharing them with (potentially...) the whole world.
The thing is, at the moment, I'm in a bit of a funk. I'm not feeling happy, and it annoys me, because I have nothing to be unhappy about. Uni is progressing well, I'm busy but that's OK. I'm sleeping well, I'm mostly managing to maintain my friendships. I really want to be happy. And I'm not and it bugs me. It's not that I'm mega depressed or even particularly unhappy. I'm just not happy.
That doesn't make any sense, does it. Damn. I hate it when that happens. I also hate being in a funk, because it means I don't get along with people, I get all snappy and then eventually I will have a break down and everyone will hate me for a few days. And that is something I would really rather avoid.
Bah-ness. See? This is why I don't blog about how I'm feeling. Because it doesn't really do me any good anyway.
About Me
- Rach
- As far back as I can remember, I hated being called Rach. I moved to a new state, got over it, and am now trying to embrace the moniker as the only nickname I've ever had that stuck. I like Doctor Who, vintage Tinkerbell, the colour red, butterflies, hats and coffee. I love so many other things that I'm still trying to sort out exactly what I'm going to do about it. This is both exciting and scary. And so the logical thing to do is blog about it, and hope that maybe 3 people will read it if I'm lucky.
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