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I'm getting to the point in my life where I feel like I'm too old for a lot of things. Certain clothing, certain habits, certain people... which is more than a little depressing. I know how old I am, but I don't know how old I look to others, or how I'm supposed to start acting. At times I feel incredibly mature, and at others, indescribably immature. I see people my age with cars and mortgages and I wonder if I missed the boat somewhere. I'm on the downward slope to thirty and it feels like I'm running out of time to do stuff, for some reason.
You can tell it's fall again because I start thinking like this. It's my favorite time of year but there's always a week's period or so when I get melancholy.
I need to start studying to re-take the GRE. I bought a book for it and it shouldn't take me too long to get through. I need to get 170 more points this time for it to look good on my Ph.D. application. I started the application itself and I'm at the part where I have to enter GRE scores, so it's gonna have to wait until A) I finish studying and B) I have $140 to plunk down for the test.
Well, moving on to happier things, I love my apartment. I have a patio, a washer and dryer, central air and heat, all things that are hard to come by for a reasonable price in Philadelphia. So far the living situation here is good. I actually have room to move around.
It's about time to start moving forward with my day. Getting a drink before work with co-workers = good times.
You can tell it's fall again because I start thinking like this. It's my favorite time of year but there's always a week's period or so when I get melancholy.
I need to start studying to re-take the GRE. I bought a book for it and it shouldn't take me too long to get through. I need to get 170 more points this time for it to look good on my Ph.D. application. I started the application itself and I'm at the part where I have to enter GRE scores, so it's gonna have to wait until A) I finish studying and B) I have $140 to plunk down for the test.
Well, moving on to happier things, I love my apartment. I have a patio, a washer and dryer, central air and heat, all things that are hard to come by for a reasonable price in Philadelphia. So far the living situation here is good. I actually have room to move around.
It's about time to start moving forward with my day. Getting a drink before work with co-workers = good times.