Post-exam freedom

Well,

Immediately after the French exam was complete and utter bliss. Went with Viv and Nicole to Mocha Joe's for dinner. We could not stop smiling. Everything looked brighter, sharper, more interesting. We walked with a certain buoyancy. Just breathing in and living the freedom.

That high was followed by 2 dodgy days where my mood was like split ends on a strand of hair, brittle, dry and edgy. I snapped a lot. ><

Worked 2 shifts at Subway with new bosses.

City with Viv, Vicky and Isabel. I appreciate how frank they are. Idk. I mean, straight out it was like, your eyebags make you look old. LOL. Where others may feel offended, I guess I've become accustomed to it. And it's a good change, I think, compared to most other people. Everything is glazed over and thoughts deemed inappropriate are left unsaid. CATCHING FIRE WAS AWESOME.

Everyday somehow ended up being jam packed with plans. So that one day I set aside was a relief. Lazed in a chair outside reading, sleeping and listening to the birds. I might actually find more contentment doing that than going out seeing people. So why do I go out and see people so much? I really need to suppress this unrelenting urge to always do things, to take a step back and chill a little more. Man what happened? It used to be the opposite. I'm overcompensating perhaps.

OOOH decorating my room m'apporte du bonheur. I love my room. lovelovelove it.

Transitioning,
Erica