Trying not to think about it...

...but honestly, I am not being successful!! I was supposed to be with my sweetie today, returning from having met him in Sofia last night. Instead, I suffered a pretty bad headache last night (hmmmmm, wonder why?) and went to bed at 10. Not the evening I thought I would be spending. And today, no matter what I do, I cannot raise my spirits.

I know this is against everything Glasser says and I should be choosing not to let this bother me, but lets face it, this is an impossibility for most easterners, let alone Armenians. We are not cool cucumbers, nor do we want to be. I am not interested in controling my emotions to such an extent that I walk around with a perma-smile which comes from nothing but a lack of feeling. I would rather have those highs and the lows, extreme as they might be. Its all I have known after all.

The next high, will come on the 22nd of December. Eventhough we close for holidays on the 24th, I have managed to get off a few days earlier and return 2 days later. I didnt have much choice in the matter, since Bulgarian air only flies on Thursdays and Sundays and Dec. 25th and the first of Jan. are both days they do not fly, so my director agreed to let give me a couple of extra dyas. So I leave on Thursday the 22nd for Manchester and return on the 5th of January. I guess this makes up for some of it. Not all, but I'll take it at this point.

It will be very strange indeed celebrating Christmas for once. The last 2 years I havent really becasue we got A DAY off in Korea. First year, Allison made a Christmas feast to die for, including the most beautiful paper snowflakes I have ever seen. But the next year I was in Thailand and as beautiful as it was, it didnt taste like Christmas to me. I wasnt having the best time and then the Tsunami hit the next day. We werent there of course but we saw a lot of it in Bangkok.

I am heading to Sofia tomorrow to see a couple of friends. I might stay the night, but am not sure. I am tired but have promised Petya (a different one) that I will go to see her, and I do miss her. I was supposed to see her on my way back from Manchester but her grandmother has broken a hip and she is playing nurse. So there will be no dancing as she needs to be home at 10pm. I may as well head back that night. Less stuff to pack.

This blog is boring! I'm going to go read the last 4 essays I have to mark, and then go home to walk Oscar-cho. We have parents meeting tonight so I will be back here till God knows when. My man is writing his naturalization test as we speak in Manchester and should have his passport by summer. We were talking about going to Peru. I want to see it very badly. Its time I think.

Speaking of time, time to get to work.