Monthly Archives: June 2011
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I’ve never been diagnosed with depression or anything similar. Until now, I’ve only ever talked to one or two people about it. Not even my family is aware of it. My hope is that this post will help me in the long run, no matter how hard it is for me to write it now.
I don’t hate the world. I think the world is a vast, beautiful, and wondrous place I would love to see more of. I don’t hate my life, either. In fact, I have nearly everything I’ve ever wanted: life in the city, education from a top private university, job I can enjoy, some really amazing friends, and someone who loves me as much as I love him.
What I hate is myself, and I feel like everyone else should, too. There is reason for this, stemming from my childhood and much of grade school. Perhaps personality type, genetics, or some sort of chemical imbalance in my brain add to it. I don’t know exactly when and where this depression came from, but I am determined to be rid of it. Read the rest of this entry
Just as a brief update on my life: I’ve been taking two accelerated courses for the past month and a half and working part-time in my university’s library. It’s been a challenging month and a half, but my one and only final is next Monday, then I’ll have a couple weeks off before starting my new (full-time) job on July 11. I’m astounded by how fast the past couple months have gone by!
The point of this post is to send out a huge thank you to Bryna for giving me this scrumptious blog award. I’m flattered, truly. This award has amplified my ambition to continue improving Delightfully Twisted as my schedule calms down and I have more time to work on it. It’s fantastic to know my thoughts and opinions (and senseless ramblings) have made such a positive impact on someone. It also makes me very hungry for strawberry cheesecake.
As part of this award, I’m supposed to share seven random facts about myself, so here we go!:
- I can bend my elbows backwards.
- I have three older brothers.
- My birthday is Saturday.
- In middle school, I seriously considered a career as a professional dancer/choreographer.
- Also in middle school, I vowed to never become a writer because my 5th-grade English teacher told my mother I was destined to be one. She was later my 8th-grade English teacher as well and still held the same opinion of me. I still held the same low opinion of her, as well.
- I can play five instruments. (That’s less impressive than it sounds when you realize they’re all mostly the same.)
- I had the chicken pox twice. The largest scar on my body is from the second time.
I’m also supposed to pass this award on to 15 other bloggers, but due to my recent hiatus, I don’t know what anyone has been blogging about as of late. So I am going to hold off on that part until I can get back into the swing of things and get up to date on my favourite blogs and find some shiny new ones ~ Expect a post on that some time next month!
I’ve worked at my university’s library since I was a freshman (am now ending my third year). There has always been this old coffee tin on the table in the sorting room. The tin had an odd assortment of goodies in it, including a bookmark from Nova Scotia and a French pocket bible. I discovered this when I was at work one day with nothing to do and decided to explore this oddly-decorated tin. That’s when I found the poem.
The poem is hand-written in pencil and addressed to “Bored Stacker,” IE me at the time, and came with the note of “Do not throw away!” I found it incredibly amusing, and left it in the tin for other bored stackers to find. I stumbled upon it again today on my cleaning spree, and have decided to share it with you all. A couple parts are specific to my university, but you will be able to appreciate the humor of it regardless. Read the rest of this entry