3 and 2

Three classes. Two days. Then no more kindergarten. YEEEEEHAWWWW!

One week

One week left at my current job. One week until I start my new job. I am tired- cleaning and packing. This week is report cards, and Parent-Teacher meetings. EEKS! It will all get done I know it will. I have a million things running through my head- and it is keeping me awake at night. I am not sleeping well and my skin is a bit insane.

I am barely breathing

Sitting in my apartment, listening to some folk music. Currently I am listening to an old fave of mine "Duncan Sheik". The song in the background is"Barely Breathing" which I am currently doing. I am barely breathing!

I am in a bit of a panic and trying not be panicked. I hate not being in control and I am in the midst of a situation in which I have little control. It is freaking me out.

crap

what do you when you love someone who has no idea?

Death and life

I am going all existential and shit right now. I am so tired mentally. My skin is so bad right now.

Feeling frustrated and foolish

I am tired.- not physically but mentally. I am drained. I don't know what to do, who to trust or where to go. I am going for a run down by the river. Exercise is not helping me out right now. I am going to turn into a total hermit and not talk to anyone else any more. Adios! I'm dunzo.

Frustrations

For the last 12 years I have been a homeowner. An unwilling homeowner at that. For the last 4 years I have been fairly responsible for the condo- financially. I can't afford it. Never have and don't really want to. The house was bought as an investment for my university life. I graduated university 9 years ago. I have not lived in Nova Scotia in 4 years and not in Canada for 3. Why do I still own the place? Not really sure. Why do I not sell it? My parents want to keep it. Why do they not take over it? They don't want to. Why am I drowning in debt, living/working in Korea to pay for my parents house in Canada, while my millionaire parents sit pretty in their multi million dollar beach front property? Damned if I know. I am 31, and make pretty decent money- not great but decent. I am able to save a whopping 2 bucks a year. WOO HOO! At this rate I can retire when I am 150 thousand years old BUT i will have a house to retire to. One with mouldy rotten carpets, a bathroom with a giant hole in the wall, a kitchen whose counters are sinking in and cupboards are falling apart and last time I was there was infested with mice; all in a city I never intend to work or live in. Does this make sense to anyone? If it does, would you care to enlighten me. Seriously. Fill me in here. I have banged my head against a wall for far too long and at this point can't afford to waste any more brain cells.