this is a bad idea but i'm trying it anyway
i thought i'd journal since i like to do it irl anyway but this is easier since i don't hurt my wrist so much. if anyone ever encounters my complains, don't worry: odds are i'm fine, i'm just very dramatic/sensitive/emotional and venting is theraputic for me (as in, my therapist literally said it).
i'm writing as "rumour has it" is in the background. what a terrible fucking movie lol (and i'm a romcom fan). has anyone seen it for anything other than jennifer aniston, mark ruffalo and the constant mentions of "the graduate"?
i've actually always wanted to do the blog this because it's very 2003 and a lame part of me always wished i was around for that time where the internet was still blooming. guess i wanted to be a part of something historic. be careful what you wish for because, hello coronavirus!!! to say the pandemic ruined some of my personal growth is an understatement. i was finally DOING stuff to get my shit together, not just thinking about it. i was about to graduate and enter a job smoothly, move in to a new apartment with my best friend and finally be involved in the city life (lol). instead i'm back at home with my parents, broke, jobless and i'm starting to think i have geniune depression considering my behaviour.
well, i'm not actually jobless. i've got a job! today, on sunday, was my first day of work! and it went terrible. i handed everything late, i don't have the appropriate software, and my laptop apparently is weak as hell. i felt so bad honestly, i hate not doing things right and waiting to know things are okay makes me so anxious. oh well, it's only for three months. if they don't ask me back after that, i can go ruin my chances somewhere else.
searching for the positive, at least i'll have a little money once this is over. AND, by leaving the city i was able to gain some perspective and realize that i was pushing myself to be in a relationship when i should probably still be single for at least two more years. now, should i be a carefree, promiscuous single lady, or a cellibate one?
stay tuned to find out, because i don't know either.
i'm writing as "rumour has it" is in the background. what a terrible fucking movie lol (and i'm a romcom fan). has anyone seen it for anything other than jennifer aniston, mark ruffalo and the constant mentions of "the graduate"?
i've actually always wanted to do the blog this because it's very 2003 and a lame part of me always wished i was around for that time where the internet was still blooming. guess i wanted to be a part of something historic. be careful what you wish for because, hello coronavirus!!! to say the pandemic ruined some of my personal growth is an understatement. i was finally DOING stuff to get my shit together, not just thinking about it. i was about to graduate and enter a job smoothly, move in to a new apartment with my best friend and finally be involved in the city life (lol). instead i'm back at home with my parents, broke, jobless and i'm starting to think i have geniune depression considering my behaviour.
well, i'm not actually jobless. i've got a job! today, on sunday, was my first day of work! and it went terrible. i handed everything late, i don't have the appropriate software, and my laptop apparently is weak as hell. i felt so bad honestly, i hate not doing things right and waiting to know things are okay makes me so anxious. oh well, it's only for three months. if they don't ask me back after that, i can go ruin my chances somewhere else.
searching for the positive, at least i'll have a little money once this is over. AND, by leaving the city i was able to gain some perspective and realize that i was pushing myself to be in a relationship when i should probably still be single for at least two more years. now, should i be a carefree, promiscuous single lady, or a cellibate one?
stay tuned to find out, because i don't know either.