I guess it's all the same.
I feel slightly better now. Of course, this is after 262.50 in over draft fees, caused by being 8 dollars overdrawn, which made every single transaction afterwards snowball. It was beautiful. Expensive lesson, but necessary. (It doesn't mean I like it, though.)
Why did no one ever tell me that Kent had a Columbus location to pursue an MLIS? This would have come in handy years ago. Of course, i still need to finish up that bachelors, drop from 3 majors to one (maybe 2), and pass math. Hate math. Bad at math. Math make Hulk sad.
I just am tired of putting my life on the backburner for other people. Now I'm really kind of stuck with that sort of life, but maybe it won't be so bad.
There's so much I want to do. None of it involves being a grown up. It involves travel, being excited about things, not working a shitty job, maybe getting around to writing the second-worst book in history (because no one wants to be number 1 in that category). I just want to feel like I'm in charge of me. Those rare moments when that feeling occurs are the most beautiful thing ever. Maybe I just never appreciated them enough. I would also like to stop whining, but really now, one thing at a time. Baby steps. For realz.
No one has sent me money. But I miss you guys. Thanks for the responses, though John- yours should have been longer- and Jason, somehow I knew you'd come through with a plan.
I will work on my atrocious grammar at some point. But not right now.
Why did no one ever tell me that Kent had a Columbus location to pursue an MLIS? This would have come in handy years ago. Of course, i still need to finish up that bachelors, drop from 3 majors to one (maybe 2), and pass math. Hate math. Bad at math. Math make Hulk sad.
I just am tired of putting my life on the backburner for other people. Now I'm really kind of stuck with that sort of life, but maybe it won't be so bad.
There's so much I want to do. None of it involves being a grown up. It involves travel, being excited about things, not working a shitty job, maybe getting around to writing the second-worst book in history (because no one wants to be number 1 in that category). I just want to feel like I'm in charge of me. Those rare moments when that feeling occurs are the most beautiful thing ever. Maybe I just never appreciated them enough. I would also like to stop whining, but really now, one thing at a time. Baby steps. For realz.
No one has sent me money. But I miss you guys. Thanks for the responses, though John- yours should have been longer- and Jason, somehow I knew you'd come through with a plan.
I will work on my atrocious grammar at some point. But not right now.