rant #15

Do people become less open minded, or just less open as they get older? When and how does one's life lose its elasticity and become rigid and set?

I don't know how to put it, but being one of the youngest/ and single person at my work place, sometime I find myself so out of place. People who are just a few years older than me are ready to settle down, or those who are settled down are content and even those who aren't content or settled down show acceptance of their current set up.

I don't get it.

And domestication. What's that all about? 

My family is not the source of my happiness. Maybe I am just too two dimensional and unable to detect the underlying bliss that I'm supposed to feel at the end of the day that would make me want to have my own someday.

I feel out of place because when I speak of bigger things, they aren't always shared. Does happiness have to end with a family, a house with white picket fence and 2.5 kids?

Today was aiight.

First drop I couldn't believe in my eyes. Second drop I was surprised. Third drop I held my breath. One drop, two drops, and more drops, I lost count and was getting my hope up. That's it, keep going, excitement rushed over me, don't rush, take your time. Let's make this last, I negotiated, to whom I wasn't sure, but I did anyway. Countless drops started to come down, hitting against my windshield. Little beads of water spread all over the glass. No wipers, not yet, let's savor this moment, I thought. But then that was it, I looked up. No sign of continuation.Gone as quickly as it came and equally unpredictable. My hope evaporated. It was still going to be another sunny day. Yet for a minute there, I was happy, when the sky sneezed and revived my hope for rain.

Dear higher power being, who/where-ever you are.

Please. please. please let this work out for me. I know you and I don't often see eye to eye on everything/anything. Sometime you just let it happen that things happen to me, and other times, I let things happen and blame you. But this time, please let's set aside our differences and ignore Murphy's law and have this Peace Corps work out for me. The health placement officer contacted me today,  so please let our conversation next week go quickly, and I know my assignment and get my ass up and out of here.

We both know that I am not meant to be here, nor do I want to be here. That is might just another test of life, or a lesson that you are trying to get me to learn (whatever that is). Either way, I'm dealing with it and coping to my best ability. Still, it would be awesome if I could find out where I will be for 27 months. Soon.

Can't wait for next week. Yeahhhh Peace Corps Health Placement call.

life goal

Ho Chi Minh Gets with the Program - Bostonia Summer 2011

The article was almost too good, until I saw that she went to the Peace Corps, then it became really good.

Ultimately, this is where I want to end up. When I read articles like this, I get these ridiculous motivated feelings. I am so far away where I want to be right now. When will it happen?

Fashion and unemployment. Something never changed.

An American girl in Italy.

a. This woman was my age.

b. Everything she wore is/could be in fashion right now. Down to her shoes. Even if this was 60 years ago.

c. Don't you wish men would dress like this still?

d. Didn't these men have JOBS?!?!? Was this during the Great Depression and everyone was just chilling out being unemployed or something? Probably. I guess that makes two things about this pictures that is similar to present time.

you've really screwed me now, USPS

Another Peace Corps news:

The documents I mailed out about a month ago never reached PC headquarter. I found that out this week... by accident.

gg. 

 

Edit: 

Good thing I made copies of my documents before I sent them out, so I had those to send to my Peace Corps nurse, only to find out this morning that my scans/copies were missing a page. The most crucial page on top of that. So now the original is lost in the black hole of the postal universe. I have no other copies. The only other option is to call the clinic and ask them to fax one over, which I did... but I got their voice mail instead, so waiting is pretty much all I could do. 

But here is the turn around! The nurse at the Peace Corps head quarter is nice enough (or probably felt sorry for my pathetic self enough. This seems to be the theme of my life as of late) to clear me for take off anyway, under the condition that I have to submit that paper in later when I get a hold of it.  

SOO... I don't want to get too ahead of myself, but looks like I am medically cleared y'all. 

I'm not really working

I'll have a new boss next week, so all this slacking off may never happen again. In the mean time, this made me laugh out loud.

yuck Monday

The homeless man whom I usually give money to hadn't been at his spot for a few weeks now. I was starting to get worried but then I saw him today looking like he had gotten a shower, a new hair cut and maybe even shaved. I wonder what went on in his life?

Or maybe it wasn't even him at all that I saw this morning but someone else completely different and I totally just assumed that all homeless people look alike.

I had a great time in SD this past weekend completely sober, even thought everyone thought I was drunk the entire time anyway. I'm sure there are some people out there who think I'm always drunk. Being on INH really has its perk. I don't spend so much money on gin and tonics, or on the Mexican hookers food afterward, or the hangover cure the next morning, and that is especially helpful in term of being a broke ass fool.

Still, I do occasionally wish that I could enjoy happy hours now and then instead of relying on just passion fruits lemonade iced tea.

Hmm. Peace Corps news. I got my (hopefully) last vaccine shots today. I swear, that's exactly what I said the last time when I took the varicella shot. Hopefully my shit get cleared so I can put some kind of date on the calendar. Work has been fun and all, but I am definitely not cut out for this 9-6 stuff, maybe not now anyway.

Food news. I am hungry.

People news. One of my very good friend departed for her year of teaching English to Taiwan over the weekend. I am beyond excited for her, one of the reason being that I know she will post a lot of food pictures on her blog for me to drool over. It seems as if it was just yesterday she and I were roommates living the undergrad good life spending our hard earn financial aids money on frivolous things like Mexico/Catalina cruise and cute cotton panties from AE.

Here is my official shout out to CAROL. Can't wait to see your pictures of Taiwan!

double cone

Just finished consumed what could be the most amazing triple scoops ice cream cone of 2011. Best $1.50 ever spent. I have been thinking about Rite Aide Thrifty Ice Cream all day and the only thing that keeps me from leaving work to get it is that I have to drive and I just didn't feel like it. Then I heard the ice cream truck from down the block. By that point, it was just meant to be.

Of course I could never forget the amazing gelato scoops in Rome or the pistachio cones from Oxford, but man,  whatever generic brand that they gave me today was simply thebombdotcom.

Longest work day ever.