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This just hasn't been my week. Returning from Boston had left me in a bit of a funk, and then I found out that I didn't land the job at Namco. As if this wasn't enough, I came out of a long day of work today to see that my car had been keyed. Fucking fantastic. Luckily, it's not too bad and the dealer should be able to buff it out at no cost to me, but nonetheless I was annoyed.
However, tonight in a very Bridget Jones-esque moment, while watching tv and eating my nightly bowl of cereal, I decided I will not be defeated by current crappy situation and instead will soldier on. I'm going to work hard to secure a job in something I can enjoy but more importantly in a location where I'm happy. What's the point of anything if at the end of the day I hate the place I live?
I don't regret anything that has happened in the last year. I've learned a lot about myself and I think I've done a great deal of growing up. I've let go of many of the insecurities which have held me back, and I'm finally content with the person I am, both inside and out. However, it's time to get out of San Jose. It's time to make this place a home of my past.
The next 6 months will not be easy to get through, but I know I can do it. Because I have to. So while Bridget chose vodka and Chaka Khan, I'm choosing two buck chuck, some discounted espresso, and Ashleeee Simpson.
However, tonight in a very Bridget Jones-esque moment, while watching tv and eating my nightly bowl of cereal, I decided I will not be defeated by current crappy situation and instead will soldier on. I'm going to work hard to secure a job in something I can enjoy but more importantly in a location where I'm happy. What's the point of anything if at the end of the day I hate the place I live?
I don't regret anything that has happened in the last year. I've learned a lot about myself and I think I've done a great deal of growing up. I've let go of many of the insecurities which have held me back, and I'm finally content with the person I am, both inside and out. However, it's time to get out of San Jose. It's time to make this place a home of my past.
The next 6 months will not be easy to get through, but I know I can do it. Because I have to. So while Bridget chose vodka and Chaka Khan, I'm choosing two buck chuck, some discounted espresso, and Ashleeee Simpson.