Brief Grief

The good guys don't always win the war; that being said I thought I would make this post a dedication to my dear friend Robert. It has been one year since his death and for a few brief moments I thought I would let my life happiness overshadow the slow creeping melancholy I could feel nagging at my subconscious. Obviously that didn't happen; just ask the boyfriend, who had to practically restrain me as I went absolutely nuts with hysterical crying. Note to self: holding in your true feelings only results in a volcanic meltdown that will possibly scare off potential LTB's.

Last night, fueled by a massive mug of chocolicious cocoa and the comfort of a warm armchair, I Twittered my Oscar reactions with only a slight hint of ennui. To be honest, it's hard to be sad when a steaming cup of hot chocolate lies next to you, ready for consumption.

I was awed by many of the speeches this year, and by the Academy's set-up involving past winners presenting to this season's winners. It was the year of the underdog, surviving the odds, and coming out on top.

That's when I decided to dedicate this post to working hard to achieve goals. I spend a great deal of time on my blog complaining about how employers refuse to see the potential I possess, when in reality it is I who fail to see my positive attributes. The only person holding me back from a future of Oscar-like moments is myself.

To be recognized for a job well done is an ultimate goal; I work hard in order to achieve success not only for the assignment but for myself. Attention-whoring in the work environment is something that should be taught to all college students entering the corporate compound. Ass-kissing has completely lost focus, as now the fight to keep one's job has people putting themselves out there to work on weekends, write extra stories, take a pay cut or just completely prostrate themselves across wide ranging barriers, merely to have their work deemed acceptable.

I watched Kate Winslet make her speech last night, and was proud to think that after so many nominations she finally was rewarded. Her hard work paid off.

And I'm hoping that some day all the effort I put into my non-work will pay off as well. In the form of a full-time job somewhere that doesn't deal in childcare or welfare checks.

One can only pray, really.