Sep 01, 2008 01:24
okay, so its one thirty in the morning of my first day on the job. one thirty and i have to be up in a matter of hours and i'm not remotely tired, can't even imagine thinking of sleep, i'm lying in bed with the laptop on my thighs wishing someone would knock me out just so time goes by faster. i'm anxious about tomorrow and this is my first night in a new room with strangers sleeping below me and i just wish i had someone to sit around and drink wine with. i like the people i'm working for, at least i seem to so far, and they're really concerned with taking care of me and whatnot, i just wish i was home with a bag or a box or a bottle and no one to be angry with and a fresh pack of cigs. i'd love to spend tomorrow on the river instead of at the bank and the school and the fucking ind waiting to fill out paperwork.
i'm already feeling like theres no point to any of this.
but then again, how many people do i know that will never get an opportunity like this? to live in a foreign country for as long as i have without expenses? most kids i know are going to spend the rest of their lives working crap jobs at crap corporate companies, or the mall, or where the fuck ever they are right now. it doesnt get much better than that i guess, theres room for promotion and maybe you can be a big shot one day, more power to you. at least i've seen a little of this funny little world.
ah, well, when i do go back i'll be even worse off than you kids cuz i wont have years worth of experience in one company. i'll just be another nobobdy from the bowels of montague, trying to get by on unemployment or social security or whatever it is they're willing to let me live off of.
bah
i wish i was sitting on the end of the pier right now watching them dredge the channel. now theres a good night well spent.
goodnight, moon.
and all you other lonely, sleepless people.
goognight.