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I can’t believe how fast the week has gone… kinda. I have to admit that for the past couple of weeks I’ve been feeling a mix of emotions, but who doesn’t? The best one that I’ve gone through is happiness. SB and I are finally going to meet and I’m ecstatic! :cute: Haven’t figured out what we’ll do when he comes, but we’ll see.

Speaking of boys, a friend introduced me to a rather annoying one. He keeps talking about things with which I’m uncomfortable, so the next time we talk, I’m going to flat-out tell him that if he ever speaks about that shit again, we’re not talking.

I’ve had little sleep during the week and for the first time, I finally noticed the bags Pooooo. But I got a good chunk of sleep last night since I was able to sleep in before heading into work today.

I really do love my job. It’s “easy” work, but I love it so much. I work in the children’s area of the library and I’m always willing to help as much as I can. I love seeing the books I enjoyed as a child; they always make me feel so nostalgic. Once in a while, I’ll get the opportunity to something else besides sort/shelve books. Tonight, for example, I helped out with a holiday party for an adult literacy program. It’s completely free and what it does is help adults who have a low reading and writing level. Tutors volunteer to help out these adults with their struggles and it’s just so inspiring to see all of happen.

And that’s when it really hit me hard: I want to be in a career where I get to truly help people. I want to do social work. I might get my Ph.D. in Psychology and whatnot, but in the end, I want to be able to help those that truly need it. And if not, then I want to spend as much of my time volunteering for something that makes a difference. I want to give back as much as I can in return for my life and all of my wonderful blessings. It truly warms the heart.

That is my passion. What’s yours?

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I’ll admit it, I’m a hypocrite a lot of the times. What I can’t stand, however, are those who are hypocrites not because they care about the other person, but because they care about themselves. I could tell you not to take that double shot of Bacardi 151 because I know you have a test tomorrow, then turn around and take one even though I have a test too. I refuse to tell you to scratch my back when I won’t scratch yours. That’s bullshit. Whatever. Just like the latest Grey’s Anatomy, you know who you can count on by the end of the day.

So, one more week of lectures, then that week of finals. Whee. I’m so looking forward to studying. Rawr. But the coming finals deliver a bittersweet feeling. One on hand, I know I have to do a lot of studying… on the other I know that I’ll finally get some time to do some leisure reading. My city library sells discarded/donated books for really cheap and I’ve been buying quite a few. The count is still less than ten, but I bet that before I head back to school, I’ll have about 20 books. Most of them are books I’ve never read, but they were placed on the classics cart, so hopefully they’ll live up to that.

Other than finals, I’ve nothing really to truly gripe about. People will be people and I will always hate them. Lol. (Note I said people and not person) Oh wait, I take that back. There is one more thing that I can complain about: the friggen cold weather! :grrr: I hate being cold. It’s funny because one of my hostees would rather be cold than hot. She and I completely agree on the idea of our switching places since she’s in Australia and I in the U.S.

Recently a friend of mine criticized me and I haven’t figured out whether or not he was serious. He criticized something that I love to do and I can’t stop thinking about it, feeling a bit hurt as well. So my question is: What is something that you love to do, but can’t stand having someone tell you that you suck at it?