My stable life

Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams. ~Ashley Smith~

Before I begin my entry proper, let me wish Sharon a very Happy 23rd Birthday. So, girl. How does it feel like to be 23? That is, of course, a nonsensical question. Being 23 probably feels the same as being 22.

Anyway, I was reading Juliet's lastest blog entry when it hit me. She was talking about how routined her life has become. How true it is for me too. Ever since I started work, my life has been very stable. Well, "stable" is a positive way of saying things. If I wanted to be lousy, I'll say its mundane. My week is the same, week after week after week.

Work, french class, church. Work, french class, church. Work, french... ahh.. you get the idea.

Am I unhappy with my life? Nope.

Am I hoping to have more time to do my own stuff? Yep. Definitely.

I want to sleep in. I want to snuggle up in my bed. I want to read my novels. I want to play my PS3. I want to go shopping. I want to spend more time with my parents. I want to hang out with my friends. I want to stay up late. I want to slack without worrying about anything.

I had half a year of all that. It isn't enough. I want more of it. (wishful thinking)

Maybe if I had 30 hours a day.....?

Oh. Guess who I bumped into while I was out buying something earlier this evening? Hint. Someone tall, lanky, full of lame jokes and oh-so-health-conscious.

No prizes for getting the correct answer. =p