Weight of the world

You know how when you're about to do something exciting, but you're stuck doing something really lame? Like when you're about to go on a great spring break trip, but you've got hella midterms to deal with for a week or two. That's kind of where I'm at right now. Work is pretty much unbearable at times, but I'm trying to push through to the other side. Unfortunately all the pent up anxiety and stress from having to sit in a place I loathe for 10 hours a day has caused me to become a kind of hermit. Yesterday I couldn't even go home after work, I had to escape for a bit. It was nice, I went out to beluga point (which is where I was in the bottom two pictures of this post), climbed around on the rocks and decompressed. I get so tightly wound at work, that by the end of the day I'm kind of exhausted from just existing! Lame, I know. It's just the sum of all the stupid things that go on there. Yesterday we had our weekly "art meeting" which is kind of like Dante's 5th circle of hell, and then the printer decided it didn't want to work for 90% of the day.. among other sundry annoyances.

leggings/forever 21 :: cardigan/target :: top/diy :: scarf/hand me down

I've been living in this outfit for the past few days. I've rediscovered leggings as a pants alternative. I realize this is probably a major fashion don't in many people's rule book, but they just make it so comfortable to sit at a desk for 10 hours a day. It was raining again today, so I'm not sure you can call these "outfit shots"... more like awkward photobooth pictures of my ass trying to sneak its way into pictures via my mirror.
Well, anyway, I did eventually go home because my mom made a delicious dinner and I felt bad for making everyone wait. The rest of my family went and saw "The Other Guys" but I abstained in order to stay at home, read, watch House, and have alone time.
I'm actually having a lot of trouble reconciling trying to have relationships with people (especially making friends- meaning interacting with strangers) while being a relative introvert who thrives off of alone time. This is one of those not-quite-fully-formed things that's going on in my brain. I kind of feel like I'm going to implode if I don't have alone time, but then again, I haven't been very social since I left school so I'm pretty out of practice. It's not that I can't be social... maybe it's just so foreign right now that it's hard for me to fathom. Eh, I'm not that concerned about it, just random thoughts floating around the ol' grey matter.

Good News? It's Wednesday!!