I decided that I needed to make sort of a initiation blog as in part of joining the site tonight! I also figured hey, why not take this chance to throw out a little update on myself too.
So it's been about...say about 3 and a half years and I'm still looking for a place to call my own. I've got a friend who offered me to move in with him, but the thing is he wants to generally live near Vancouver, which normally I wouldn't have a problem except for the fact that it's in the completely different direction of my workplace...which is just outside Aldergrove. It just makes more sense to stay relatively close to work simply because traffic is a bitch sometimes.
On the topic of work...man it's been getting busy as fuck. Overtime overload! Don't get me wrong, money is great and all, but you need time for YOU as well right? It's a downside to being great at what you do. Management is all like "Hey he's awesome at his job, lets have him work harder and more often while everyone else relaxes". Ok, so that's somewhat of an exaggeration, but it's honestly what it feels like sometimes. The hard workers get pushed harder and the shitty workers sit back on their lawn chairs sipping their iced tea. Metaphorically of course. Still, the flip side of this is simple. A high opinion of me as an employee means job security. Hell, I've been favored on occasion above those who have higher seniority than me! That's gotta count for something I guess.
My list of friends has been steadily decreasing over the years. As people grow up, life just gets too busy and I've often found myself to be that one toy who sits on the shelf forever waiting for attention again. I got a little tired of it. Flip side though, I realized that's life, and I guess you just have to accept it and deal with it. I was impatient and immature. I'm still impatient haha, but I'm trying my best to cope with the truth of things. Despite having a group of friends, I'm often socially separated. I'm really, REALLY shy...what can I say, it'll be the death of me some day. I suppose I'm comfortable with my solitude because I never have to worry about being judged, making anyone else happy, acting a certain way to fit in, etc etc. I know this is a bad habit, and my heart is screaming for some social interaction, but I've yet to bring myself to do it. It's all about my comfort bubble. It's like a speed bump that you have to drive over in order to move onward. In my case, it's a massive, mountain-sized speed bump.
I think i'll end it here for now, seeing that one: it's getting REALLY late; and two, I'm hungry. LOL. Stay safe, Stay beautiful, all that sort of stuff. I SHALL RETURN.
So it's been about...say about 3 and a half years and I'm still looking for a place to call my own. I've got a friend who offered me to move in with him, but the thing is he wants to generally live near Vancouver, which normally I wouldn't have a problem except for the fact that it's in the completely different direction of my workplace...which is just outside Aldergrove. It just makes more sense to stay relatively close to work simply because traffic is a bitch sometimes.
On the topic of work...man it's been getting busy as fuck. Overtime overload! Don't get me wrong, money is great and all, but you need time for YOU as well right? It's a downside to being great at what you do. Management is all like "Hey he's awesome at his job, lets have him work harder and more often while everyone else relaxes". Ok, so that's somewhat of an exaggeration, but it's honestly what it feels like sometimes. The hard workers get pushed harder and the shitty workers sit back on their lawn chairs sipping their iced tea. Metaphorically of course. Still, the flip side of this is simple. A high opinion of me as an employee means job security. Hell, I've been favored on occasion above those who have higher seniority than me! That's gotta count for something I guess.
My list of friends has been steadily decreasing over the years. As people grow up, life just gets too busy and I've often found myself to be that one toy who sits on the shelf forever waiting for attention again. I got a little tired of it. Flip side though, I realized that's life, and I guess you just have to accept it and deal with it. I was impatient and immature. I'm still impatient haha, but I'm trying my best to cope with the truth of things. Despite having a group of friends, I'm often socially separated. I'm really, REALLY shy...what can I say, it'll be the death of me some day. I suppose I'm comfortable with my solitude because I never have to worry about being judged, making anyone else happy, acting a certain way to fit in, etc etc. I know this is a bad habit, and my heart is screaming for some social interaction, but I've yet to bring myself to do it. It's all about my comfort bubble. It's like a speed bump that you have to drive over in order to move onward. In my case, it's a massive, mountain-sized speed bump.
I think i'll end it here for now, seeing that one: it's getting REALLY late; and two, I'm hungry. LOL. Stay safe, Stay beautiful, all that sort of stuff. I SHALL RETURN.