Thursday, November 11, 2004

Me On Sugar High


So at last the week is over for me! I have tomorrow until Sunday afternoon off. Wow, it feels so good to have a three-day weekend ahead of you again. I don't want to think about starting 1AM Monday with work right now. Nope, not right now. Right now, I just want to think about sleeping late, waking up late, and working on my new layout.

Nope, I won't stress myself out thinking of things which would usually make me worry. I won't think about people who just wear me out thinking about them.

I'm just going to think about myself and my new layout. I need it for therapy. I need it to wake up some creative juices which might have gone dormant. I need it to see color before my eyes again, and not just a bunch of words from people from across the globe asking for technical help.

I need to know I still know how to work with Photoshop, I still know how to create layouts, I need to know if I can still draw. I need to know if I'm still my old self.

I need to know whether I've gone soft, I've gone sane, or if I've gone nuttier than ever before.

I need to know I still like myself. :)

See, that's what's great about journals. One can overuse the word "I" and not worry about being called conceited. Because what else can one talk about, right? I've never been used to talking about myself in the real world (the real world -- wtf?).

I'm always interested in talking about the person I'm with, or other things. During the times I do talk about myself, I still try to ask the other person about his or her perspective. I don't like that feeling of monopolizing the conversation. I always get the feeling that the other person is thinking "I couldn't care less." I'm sure they don't but I still don't want to take the chance. :P

So that's why I like my blog. I can talk about myself aaaaaaallllll I want. And right now it needs a good overhaul. I'm keeping my fingers crossed I finish it over the weekend. :)

(And possibly get rid of this excessive good feeling. I don't want to overuse my stock and run out of good feelings for the next few weeks.)