So. I disappeared for almost a year from here. Well, life happened. It’s a terrible excuse, but it’s what I’m using. Surprisingly, there isn’t really that much to update from the past eleven months. I got a job in the same town where I went to school, moved back here, and now I work 40 hours a week. I don’t have homework to do anymore, and I should be studying for the MCAT, but instead, I spend my free time frolicking about the city with my friends, trying to prove my independence. It’s interesting on a day to day basis. But, it is definitely not very interesting when I run into old friends whom I haven’t seen in months (mostly because they no longer live in the area), and they have lots of stories to share or plans to make or new love interests to gush about. And I just have my life. Interesting, if you ask me about a particular day or week. But it sounds boring when it’s generalized as “I’m still working in the lab, nope, no lovers, future plans are tbd, go to concerts and cook in my free time.” Boring, right? Geez, even I feel sleepy now.
But anywho, I also have had a twitter account for over a year now, even though I swore up and down and near and far that I would never get one. Then again, once upon a time, I said I would never be a blogger either. Not that I go around telling people that I am a blogger. Hmm, maybe that would be a good way to spice up my “what are you up to now” conversations. The point. The point is that twitter kind of fulfilled my need for the past year because I was not really using my brain. I didn’t have to write lengthy, thoughtful pieces anymore (HA!). I could just post a few words, or a link, or whatever I could fit in 140 characters, and be done with it. I haven’t even really kept up with my private diary since I began working, so I really haven’t written much in a long time. But my brain is revolting now. I have been reading a lot more recently, and my mind is actually craving all things intellectual. So yeah, my writing on here is not polished and ready to be sent to an editor, but that is totally okay. The important thing is that I am writing again.
