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Four reasons I am sad…

Four reasons I am sad…

1. Everyone in my class complained over the readings for this week saying that they made technical writing look like a rather crappy. So our professor had us go around saying what we wanted to be when we were younger. Everyone laughed when I said that I had wanted to be a ballerina, not realizing that it wasn’t a baby’s dream but something I truly wanted until I was a sophomore in high school. I grapple every day trying to figure out what I really want to do. Is there ever going to be a day when I am not contemplating my career and trying to figure out what it is I am good at or would want to do?

2. Ummm…24…WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?! You can’t go 18 hours convincing us that the season is following one plot and then completely fuck with our heads and switch it completely! Unless, of course, you’re focusing on the Milo/Nadia romance 🙂 Why don’t you show more of that?

3. I killed a bunny. I hit it with my car. That makes me sad 🙁

4. COUGHCOUGHCOUGH I am sick and feel like crap.

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Hi, I'm Val. I spent most of my 20s in a standstill, unable to pick which path in life I wanted to take. I wanted the nomadic life of a traveler but also wanted the husband, the condo, and the kitten. Unable to decide which life I wanted more, I did nothing. When I turned 30 I’d had enough of putting my life on hold and decided to start “choosing my figs.” So, I quit my job, bought a one-way ticket to Europe, and traveled for three years. Now I'm back in Chicago, decorating my apartment in all the teal, petting my cats, and planning my next adventure.

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