so a little bit

about my new situation. I live in a house with 3 others that maybe just turned 21. And they seriously have beer pong competitions every other night. Yes, really every other night. Well, since I moved in about 15 days ago. In fact last nights party was still going on this am when I got up and there were a few individuals puking there guts - Good Morning! One on the porch one in the bathroom and one on the couch with a trash can..really is that necessary? Mind you I did get up at 3:45am.
So now I am sitting in the house that smells like an old beer bottle and I accidentally stepped in something wet on the carpet ewww! not happy about that!
Anyway, I do love my work. I love making food my boss can be a bit of a bitch at times but I like it over all
I dream through out the day on how my place will be what I will do in my bakery/cafe or not do.

Well that last entry was a little angry

I was mad.
I have since moved and got a job baking in NorCal and doing pretty good. I do love what I do. Even on my worst day like my bike getting stolen I am pretty happy. For some reason I am pretty connected to what I do as a career for happiness. Which I need to work on.

One of the people I work with asked ...Why are you so happy all of the time? I guess I just try really hard. And I hide it well.