I've been thinking some serious truth lately. A lot of things seem to be suddenly going on at once - kind of overwhelming, actually! I'm still working on my business school applications, and no, still don't have a shortlist of schools I want to apply to. But it's all good. I'm getting there.
I've been drinking a lot! These past 10 weeks or so have been bottle after bottle of things I've pulled out of the cellar, things I've been holding onto for a while - it's been pretty great, because I'm sure after they're all gone, I won't have another opportunity (at least for the next 2-3 years) to drink like this again. Something about being serious about getting my shit together. Now, speaking of growing up . . .
Mothers are the best. They nurture you, they support you unconditionally, they know exactly how to cheer you up when you feel like tying a noose around your neck; they happily cook all your favourite foods for you, they always tell you great job, you're the best! even for the most trivial, inconsequential things, and they'll never, ever kick you out of the house. Those are the best mothers, and I have one of them.At the other end of the spectrum, there are mothers who fancy themselves puppetmasters. They obsessively have to control everything and everyone, focusing the most attention on their own children. Just hovering, hovering, hovering. They have to micromanage every facet of their children's lives, because shit, they know best. Well, you don't. And for the dopes who let their parents run their lives - you deserve it if you end up spineless, clueless, and dependant on others to make decisions for you. Grow up. Overbearing parents: you're ruining your child's life. Pretty soon, they're going to be 40 and realize they don't know how to do a single fucking thing on their own.
I need to stop drinking so much water before I go to sleep. I keep having strange dreams in the early morning, and frequently jolt awake. And when it's time to actually get up for work, I feel like death. Maybe that's why I'm prone to grumpiness lately. And we all know winos aren't supposed to be grumpy . . .