RpNation

Hey, it's not luring if I'm following you. Besides I just end up reading your most recent status updates. I don't follow people around, looking for RP companions, like a sad puppy hurting for a bone. If I wanted to RP with you especially, I would just ask; it isn't as if I'm asking you out on a date. Plus, I may be American, but I like to keep my lives, and the complications they entail, separate.


Minor bitching aside. Hi I'm Dela. Nice to meet you.

Pleasure to meet ya, Dela. Hope you're well.~

Oh, I'm doing alright. Only the normal level of hell incoming from the universe. Surprisingly low levels of stress though, which worries me.

I would take the low levels of stress as a sign of relief but hey, that's me and you're you, so yeah. 

Well, I'm used to higher levels of stress. I know it's unhealthy, but I don't generally know what to do with myself when I'm relaxed for prolonged periods of time; I get restless now that I've had (and lost) a job that kept me on my feet 9 hours a day, 5 days a week.

Well, shit, we're in the same boat, unfortunately. 

Misery does indeed love company.


You know. I thought that losing my job wouldn't be so bad, because I'd have time to search for a better one while getting time to relax. Until I realized how lucky I was to get the job I had, and that I cannot survive a prolonged vacation anymore. Too much free time, and I start my usual cycle of self loathing and doubt. Followed by near fugue states and bouts of extreme aching lethargy.

I worked in sales. Been at Honda University for nearly a year and then they fire all of because of some buy out. I've been applying at all the local dealerships like a mad man. I miss the money. I have a great cushion under me but I don't want to keep using the funds to pay bills. I felt betrayed when they fired me too. 

Well at least you got fired for impersonal reasons. I got fired because I was literally the only real and honest bitch at work, while the rest of them were taking advantage of my team spirit and talking about my flaws behind my back. They'd ask for help then get mad because I made them "feel like children". Like it's my fault that you look stupid, when all I'm trying to do is be friendly.

Well, that's fucked up. Couldn't you have fought that? Perhaps go to corporate or whatever? But you seem like you're a tough person who can handle themselves well. You know, my post on your page was merely in a joking manner. I suck at conveying emotions through text. Just wanted to let you know that.