Life was going great. Marvelous. But it has all ceased to that endless loophole of dependency and worry and stress. I got a job, but now I lost it, two months later. The place I work at, is closing.

However, getting that job was life changing. For one, it will add great experience to my resume. And secondly, it changed me as a person. I look back at the things my old self left me, and I can't help but feel pathetic that I was so feeble minded.

I will also begin a tiny business on selling pastries here and there. I might as well put what I learned in Culinary school to good use until I find a steady job. I plan to return though. I don't know when. Summer? Fall? Winter? Maybe on 2013, if the world has not ended yet. /sarcasm.