Abstruse Musing

One of my many problems is that I tend to hold onto things. I'm sentimental and I don't like to throw things out, I still have old Christmas cards from when I was in primary school. The thing which bothers me most is my adeptness in remembering things, it takes me a long time to get over things. Within the last few days, I've grown increasingly annoyed at a friend. For the sake of this post, I shall refer to this individual as G. I'm the kind of person that becomes bored and indifferent whenever I am faced with repetition. G has harped on about developing feelings for someone and hoped for their relations to blossom. At first I thought it was merely two interested parties dancing about social norms. But it could be suffice to say that those feelings were partly unrequited for. G was infatuated with this person and towards the end, I grew so tiresome of hearing about those fruitless tales. I felt as though we were wasting our time trying to console G because all o

I was told by a lecturer that a certain essay I wrote was not personal enough, I do struggle with writing in first person. The only chance I ever have of writing in first person, is essentially here. Maybe I'm just so accustomed to writing in third person, I prefer to stay away from anything personal. My apologies for the tardiness of this update, I still cannot manage my time efficiently. Since taking this HR subject, Helen, has inspired me through her teaching. I feel it would be a shame if she leaves her post after this mid semester break. The original lecturer is returning and I do dread that. I still recall taking Helen's class some semesters ago, I never missed a class. She has a wealth of experience and knowledge. I've pondered excessively over something she shared in class, ' know thyself '. Now I know what I want. I suppose the real question is... Have I changed? Is it for better or for worse? I don't have a discrete answer. Every coin has two si