When I met you, I was just a kid

Hmm. In all honesty, I'm kind of grossed out by what I wrote two posts ago. Which, you know, is probably the main barrier I have in regards to relationships. Hah. Yes, I realize that kind of makes me 12 years old. It's also possible that I'm a part of the next stage of human evolution. Seriously. I read a book that said that the X chromosome is constantly attacking the Y chromosome and building up resistance to it. I thought that was kind of cool.

So, speaking of science, I have just been offered a tech aide position at 3M. I will repeat what I said some posts ago, holy cow! This is really, really exciting. 3M. 3M.

Also, we had this assignment due where we had to plan a budget for our first year of having a full-time job and...it was really fun. I'm already an obsessive planner, so this was just the right assignment for me. I imagined having the things I want, namely, a craft room and a piano. It was a nice future.

Good Lord, I have a lot to be thankful for. I have a lot of blessings. I'm glad that I'm in a position to acknowledge that now and am not so weighed down by troubles any more. Because really, I should be able to be joyful. What do I have to worry about?

Well, maybe I won't ask that question, because then I'll think about it and it will cease to be rhetorical.

Oh no. Too late! Stop thinking, Christine!