Abstruse Musing

I should not let my own assumptions upset me, I really hate jumping to conclusions about a person's thoughts. I suppose I'm not the only one with cryptic writing and people will make their own judgements about who I'm writing about. I'm impatient and I don't want to play these confounding mind games with anyone. The last time something like this happened, I wasn't understanding nor calm. I'm really trying to not say anything because I know there will be no point of return if I start raising my concerns. All I can say is that I was patient on multiple occasions, so I'm just going to assume the worst. Well I'm essentially done with classes for the week. I suppose this is a good time to start focusing on doing a bit of research for my assignments and also the job interview. I'm nervous but I'm sure it'll be a good experience, regardless of whether I get the job or not.

I just checked my email and someone from HR has contacted me about a potential role. I'm not sure if it'll go ahead, so I'll have to be rather vague about it. I'm so excited, this is a great opportunity and I really hope I get it. Fingers and toes crossed. Class resumes on Monday and so far I'm looking forward to it. I hope this semester will be different, I really need to focus on my goals. The universal goal, is essentially, the constant need to remain focused. I tend to find myself bored and straying from my own goals. Truthfully, that was the change I have always chased after. Image credit:  georgiabrokensmile

I value friends who have been there for me during times of need. The duration of a friendship doesn't necessarily reflect upon a person can be trusted, I hope I'll always have these wonderful people in my life. Sometimes these intertwined paths diverge, but they might rejoin once again. Sometimes I want to give up on H, but I just can't. Maybe when the time is right, you'll appear once again. I have to remain hopeful. I've become quite short tempered and I'm not embarrassed to display that in public. We were walking through a park tonight and some drunk teenagers were being, well teenagers. I don't really react well to antagonistic behaviour. I didn't even think twice, I just started arguing with him. I mean what degenerate decides to show everyone in the park his ass? Regardless of that, I won the argument.

They say time heals all wounds, over the years of my existence I've become all too familiar with that ideal. Time enables us to rethink our actions and the consequences borne of them. We're angry, in denial, accept and eventually forsake. No matter how much time has surpassed, some things just won't ever be exactly as they once were. Aren't we all mourning for a time which has lapsed? I've longed for change in myself, I wanted to reinvent myself. As time went by, I realised it was everyone else around me that was changing and progressing. Whilst I find myself spiralling downwards, I feel as though I cannot amount to my own hopes for the future. The term the future  once seemed so distant and foreign, but the future depends on what I do now. With the start of each new year, I hope that each will be progressively better than it's predecesor. And so I make the same affirmation again, this year I'll be a better person. I'll work harder towards achieving