they split the secret up six ways before they gave it to us just before dawn and now we don't remember.

whenever i'm driving home from whatever it is i have done lately i always think of things i could write. because when i'm driving home and my ipod converter is trying so hard not to be static-y and i'm in the city again with the lights and the mountains i'm just really happy. but then i get home and think and probably should go to bed and get less happy. so i'm going to try to capture this right now.

i'm a very blessed kid.
and Heavenly Father is really looking out for me.
this week has been interesting. finally things are starting to settle.

i finished the job i was doing up at park city, and i am so so grateful i had that job. it was good to feel semi-productive and i got payed while i looked for another job. i did get a job (after they told me they couldn't hire me because i'd only be around until september) as a receptionist at a psychology clinic. they called me back and said they wanted to hire me. the guy told me i had great energy (ha) but i need to slow down and annunciate more (ha again). i'm so happy. and so relieved. to have employment. with regular hours and decent pay. i was terrified that i would have to return to dillard's. but thanks to a lot of encouragement and help from my mom, i stuck with the job hunt, followed up on stuff, made eye contact, and got a job.
so there is that something to rely on.
i am single. via being dumped on a lunch break. so it's nice to have closure/settling there.
i have really nice friends.
i really miss other nice friends (i.e. snowview 10).
i have made a couple of magical mixes in the last couple of weeks. i've missed this hobby of mine, the only hobby i have.
and i'm no good at writing tonight, but suffice it to say sometimes it's nice when you forget why you are crying, and you stop feeling uselessly sorry for yourself, stop worrying about things that are so beyond your control, and accept that your life is really quite lovely. cliches cliches cliches coming out of my ears. the point of it all is:
i am finally excited for summer.

holla holla.