Writer's Block

I have a sociology paper due on sat and I wanted to finish it tonight so that I can play the rest of the week... but it's not exactly going as planned. I'm having writers block. I dunno how to begin my paper. In college, I was able to write papers easily... it was almost natural for me. I've always prefered writing essays than taking tests. Although my spelling sucks and i have poor grammer... i've always been able to express my thoughts on paper. (it's the journaling thats trained me to do so) So instead of writing a paper, i'm blogging.

Work has been so stressful lately. Boss is putting a lot of pressure on me to get our numbers up and pouring a lot more work load for me to take on. It's no fun. We're in the process of hiring another person, but it'll still be a while before the newbie gets the hang of things and i can safely hand over accounts to her. So i guess for now, i'll have to tough it out... at least till June and we'll go from there.

There's a challenge on 2Peas (my favorite site) on how different I am now, compared to 10 years ago... let's see... 10 years ago, i was 13... ahhaha I was in 8th grade... the weird thing is... I don't remember a lot of my jr high and high school... but i remember CLEAR details of college and up. Maybe I just have bad memory, or maybe those were just years that weren't so enjoyable and I choose to forget about it. But most definately, I am EXTREMELY different now than I was 10 years ago. Oh... one thing that's very different is that 10 years ago, my grandfather was still around... He passed away when I was 14 (wow, it's been 9 years....) He was more of a father to me than my own dad... He picked me up from school, taught me to ride a bike, taught me how to swim, made me laugh, brought me down for ice-cream when the ice-cream truck came... he was a fireman and I remember one time my toy fell over the window and he climbed over to pick it up (we lived on the 3rd floor) and man.... at that time, I thought he was superman. He was the best grandfather a girl could EVER have... i miss him.

So yeah... 10 years ago, I didn't fear the lost of a loved one... cos I thought it would never happen to me. 10 years later, after experiencing it... it's taught me to show and tell the people I love how much they mean to me. That life really is too short to hold grudges, and love like you've never loved before... cos it's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all.