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Jun. 27th, 2011 02:49 pmWhen I get to my tent, I always collapse.
Brought my clothes up here after walking my bike up the big hill that leads to the school. Bike wheel's loose, making grinding noises, needs to be looked at. Shame; wanted to go for a bike ride. In ten or twenty minutes or so, I'm going downstairs to clean the washrooms.
Have to do a couple things before that. Signing up for courses, (WRI 102, FA 101, SPA...?) and folding up my laundry.
Working pretty hard today.
Ravens are cawing outside, horrible-sounding little birds. Peaceful otherwise. I'm closing my eyes, lying on my arm, touch-typing with my body on the ground side-ways. Could've used an extra hour's sleep, but I think I'll make it through today.
I'm getting better at this job. Constantly getting better, and I think it shows, though they still demand more and more of me. Guess that's the only way, though. More responsibilities, more things to remember. More things to take care of.
Couple kids want to do a documentary of a day in the life of me. Kind of silly, but incredibly flattering; who knows if they'll carry on with it or not.
The woman I was kind of crushing on told me she had a date today with someone else. Oh well; lost my chance. I'd say there would be more chances in the future, but hell, it's Galiano, and this job is isolating enough.
I really want to break this "being single" thing before I turn twenty-four. Either I do that or I simply come to terms with the fact that no, I am not that much of a catch; I'm a huge, intimidating guy who constantly imposes his presence on other people as a way of interacting with the world. I need to get more physically fit, if only to make myself feel more self-confident, and I need to work on the shyness thing... on just saying yes more often, and maybe so.
Gonna try and write the letter to my boss tonight, if I'm not too tired. And if I'm not distracted by board games. One staff member in particular here is pretty taken in with my huge selection of games here. Probably have enough energy to do a quick game with him out of sight of the students; not enough to just do a game where I teach people how to play. Want some time to myself, I think.
Am I okay? Yes, I think so. Bit displeased with the bike situation, a bit amused with the computer hard drive situation (though pleased that a mentor here might be able to extract the data from my broken ext. hard drive), and I'm starting to see how much I get done when not plopped down in front of a computer screen. Starting to think I'm gonna bring it up here in the evenings and grab it in the afternoons; I feel better about myself when I do that.
I've been avoiding the sugar: The pop, the ice cream, the chocolate bars. I think my mood's a lot more stable because of it. Little bit of sugar in my tea, a teaspoon, but not a lot. Every day I have to stare at all those snacks in the concession stand at least once, and most of the time I come away without having bought anything. It's progress... and now all I need is a stable bike regime and some daily sit-ups.
Slowly, slowly I think I'm becoming better. A better worker, a better person. A more emotionally stable person. Slowly, I change my life for the good.
Brought my clothes up here after walking my bike up the big hill that leads to the school. Bike wheel's loose, making grinding noises, needs to be looked at. Shame; wanted to go for a bike ride. In ten or twenty minutes or so, I'm going downstairs to clean the washrooms.
Have to do a couple things before that. Signing up for courses, (WRI 102, FA 101, SPA...?) and folding up my laundry.
Working pretty hard today.
Ravens are cawing outside, horrible-sounding little birds. Peaceful otherwise. I'm closing my eyes, lying on my arm, touch-typing with my body on the ground side-ways. Could've used an extra hour's sleep, but I think I'll make it through today.
I'm getting better at this job. Constantly getting better, and I think it shows, though they still demand more and more of me. Guess that's the only way, though. More responsibilities, more things to remember. More things to take care of.
Couple kids want to do a documentary of a day in the life of me. Kind of silly, but incredibly flattering; who knows if they'll carry on with it or not.
The woman I was kind of crushing on told me she had a date today with someone else. Oh well; lost my chance. I'd say there would be more chances in the future, but hell, it's Galiano, and this job is isolating enough.
I really want to break this "being single" thing before I turn twenty-four. Either I do that or I simply come to terms with the fact that no, I am not that much of a catch; I'm a huge, intimidating guy who constantly imposes his presence on other people as a way of interacting with the world. I need to get more physically fit, if only to make myself feel more self-confident, and I need to work on the shyness thing... on just saying yes more often, and maybe so.
Gonna try and write the letter to my boss tonight, if I'm not too tired. And if I'm not distracted by board games. One staff member in particular here is pretty taken in with my huge selection of games here. Probably have enough energy to do a quick game with him out of sight of the students; not enough to just do a game where I teach people how to play. Want some time to myself, I think.
Am I okay? Yes, I think so. Bit displeased with the bike situation, a bit amused with the computer hard drive situation (though pleased that a mentor here might be able to extract the data from my broken ext. hard drive), and I'm starting to see how much I get done when not plopped down in front of a computer screen. Starting to think I'm gonna bring it up here in the evenings and grab it in the afternoons; I feel better about myself when I do that.
I've been avoiding the sugar: The pop, the ice cream, the chocolate bars. I think my mood's a lot more stable because of it. Little bit of sugar in my tea, a teaspoon, but not a lot. Every day I have to stare at all those snacks in the concession stand at least once, and most of the time I come away without having bought anything. It's progress... and now all I need is a stable bike regime and some daily sit-ups.
Slowly, slowly I think I'm becoming better. A better worker, a better person. A more emotionally stable person. Slowly, I change my life for the good.