J'aime tout ce que produit ta bouche
So yesterday was my first day of work. It went well.
They have a hot beverage program, $2.25/wk for all the coffee, tea and hot chocolate you want. So worth it.
That’s probably the highlight of the whole thing so far. And health insurance after 3 months. Yes.
And when I got out at 6, le boyfriend was outside to pick me up on his scooter and take me out to dinner. He’s the best.
Time for day 2.
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Alright, so I’m failing at the 100 happy days, but not for the reasons you think.
It’s not that I don’t have the time— to the contrary, I have plenty of time and think about the project several times a day.
So what’s the problem? The medium. Photography, to me, is something that should be done right. Sure it’s fun to take these little pictures with my phone because it’s fast and stuff, but I’m not proud of any of it. Photography has been cheapened as an art form, and I don’t feel right posting mine at this point.
So I’ll be writing about my happy days instead. I don’t know if I’m going to catch up tonight or not; I’m nervous about my first day of work tomorrow and want to go to bed.
But under a form I’m comfortable with and sorta good at, I think I’ll be much more likely to complete the 100happydays challenge.
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