Wolf Can Fly, Too

I'm easily stressed lately for some weird reason. One moment I was just fine, and the next, well, I'd be freaking off over something that wasn't much of a concern. I guess it has to do with the anxiety of job searching, stress from research work (and thank goodness the tuition waiver finally came through, or I'll have to start looking for another part-time job = ="), and Sali leaving.

But I guess the things that changed the most is that I finally realized that life haven't been the same since my friends graduated. There's no more crazy Friday night out getting drunk and shouting at cops, no more trying to get my drunken buddies home without ticket or jail time, no more quick drink of beer at Murphy's after our Wednesday class, and no one to talk to when I'm stressed out (I really need to send Austin a thank-you card for listening to all my garbage...=/).

It's just, well, not the same anymore. Heck, I was feeling stressed just an hour ago, and couldn't find anyone to talk to without being lectured at (yeah, that's you Sang old man, I know you're still a PhD student, but no, 32 is still considered old, and yes, you do lecture.) I guess that's the disadvantage of having everyone living on different schedule and different timezone...

Graduate school is just so busy and stressful that I don't really have much free time to make new friends, and it's kind of weird to talk about things so personal to co-workers, since we see each other everyday, and I don't want to see the pity in their eyes = =|||.

Anyway, enough of me b***hing about stuff that goes wrong in my life, if I have one ever. Oh, wait, I do, but that was almost two years ago...dang, I need to not live in the past anymore...|||

Chao.