i don't mind walking on air but really hate it when everything's up in the air. my classes are set but i may have to drop one of them if this job works out. it's sorta strange though, i have no clue where my next paycheck is coming from or how i'm going to pay bills and i'm still not as stressed out as i was in the lab. it won't be long before it becomes clear that i was not the issue in that lab. if i'm lucky, i'll find a job soon and can set up my schedule for the week and i'll find a way to survive this semester. looks like i'm going to san francisco next summer so i do have that to look forward to. i love travelling.

so this is the new year...

'so this is the new year... i don't feel any different'

but this year i do. i no longer work for the devils who can't afford (or appreciate) prada. i swear my bloodpressure dropped a good 30 or 40 points after i left monday. i was told i was being fired for the same issues i've been trying to discuss with my boss for six months. i'm going to miss the paycheck but i'm so glad i don't have to go in anymore. a few mornings ago i woke up and he asked what time i had to get up. for the first time in a few years, i didn't have to go anywhere. i went back to sleep and didn't get out of bed til noon. i sleep a lot better now. i eat a lot better now. i just feel better. i should've listened to everyone who was saying i was working too much. i've missed out on a lot. i love research but it wasn't worth doing something i love if the people i have to work with will go to extremes to give me an ulcer.