Yakkity Yak....

I've got like five years worth of blogging material. Granted, I will never be as interesting of a bloggateer as my super human sister, Shannon, but I've still got some valid points to make. Only, where do I start? I keep writing and erasing everything. Aggravating myself. Its pretty late and I know I should be asleep because I have to work tomorrow. I haven't been sleeping well because I've been stressed out about my living situation ( that's for another post) and working on like 3 or 4 hours of sleep is simply not my style.
However, work has been really really really...really...good. I've been busier than ever. I feel really good about it. There's just this newfound confidence in myself. I know I've got tons to learn and that will never stop, but I am just finding out what works for me and what does not. I feel free to explore and experiment because I've got more experience under my belt. So taking risks aren't quite as risky...
I could see myself easily slipping into the workaholic lifestyle. There's just not much else in my life that gives me the same satisfaction as my work does. I don't go out with my friends much because I like to be in tip top form for work, so I spend most nights alone while they all go out. But there's just not much desire to go out these days...What can I say? I feel as if I'm wasting my youth, but I just don't want to party like everyone says I should be doing. Anywaaaaaay. blah blah.
I'm doing just fine. I'm just being twenty three, its probably normal to be completely confused. Don't you think?? I just don't know exactly who I am or what I want, and my job is the only thing that I feel like I'm doing right these days. I like to be in complete control of my enviroment and right now, I'm not and its driving me crazy. Maybe I just need to let go of that...