lost soul
Forgive me for disappearing for nearly a month, then suddenly popping up again with a shamefully short post, and then having to mysteriously disappear on you once again.Things have been busy, but not terribly so (yet), so I must attribute my lack of posting to simply being lazy (a sorry excuse, I realise). When I asked someone whether I ought to update my blog, he replied, "You prolly should, if you have anything interesting to say." So here I am, but don't expect anything extraordinary.
I have realised over a stunningly short period of time that many decisions about my future need to be made in the next few months. This is stressful, and it keeps me up at night. It feels like yesterday when I first breezed into university, and here I am, with merely one more year to go until I graduate. Next year, by this time, I will be a free woman (so to speak, and only if I choose to be). And to think that, possibly, within the next two months, I will have to have made some decision about my whereabouts and activities for the next five years or so, is, well, downright frightening.
I'm only 21. I don't know everything.
Work has gone well, but three weeks of intensive training has certainly taken its toll; I can barely keep myself awake during the first few hours of the workday. I have been put into Litigation, which is very interesting and very juicy, seeing as it always involves a dispute. However, Litigation isn't exactly my specialty (yet), and one too many affidavits or coroner's reports later, my mind is swimming. It has been suggested that I watch Law & Order (because it is oh-so-educational) to help me brush up on my knowledge of legal matters, but...law and order...sounds like an oxymoron to me.
Tomorrow is the beginning of a short yet sweet mini-break to Yellowstone National Park. I must say that although I have always had an affinity for travelling/living in large cities, I am looking forward to fresh air and a less hurried lifestyle, if only for a short while. The downside: what do I wear? (Excuse me for sounding shallow.) But if you know me well, you'll also know that my wardrobe nowadays isn't exactly suited to mountain climates, nor is the style of my attire fit for wood cabins and moose sightings (unless I am mistaken and pencil skirts, fishnets and stilettos really are appropriate).
Birkenstocks, anyone?
L'Esthete @ 03:16
