letters from the tip of your nose.
work is going fine. my actual life, however, is a huge mess. i won't get into it because i don't think i should.
i will say, however, that despite the fact that i feel out of place in the town where i lived for 17 years, i can be found here all summer working in a large corporation making significant dollars. saturday nights are pathetic. and so are monday mornings.
i am going back to my apartment on friday with kristen, though only for the weekend. i'm terrified to find out what could be lurking in my room when i return. but also i am curious about what mail has arrived and who i should call and meet up with. also, my roommate danielle has decided to move out, which is fine, except for the fact that it's going to be a complete pain in the ass for me to find a replacement since i work full-time and can't exactly make it down here on a moment's notice. it's a process. and i have to be there for it, because whoever is chosen is going to be sharing a bathroom with me for a year. but after i graduate in may, i will be leaving my current location in search of something with an elevator, but in the same neighborhood. maybe one of the newer buildings that are popping up across the street and whatnot. i don't know why, but i feel like i deserve it. i forget what my therapist called it, but apparently there is a strong focus within my personality that i describe as something of a "princess complex". i'm not sure. i wasn't brought up like that, but i always believe that i should have the best of everything- the nicest clothes, the nicest computer, the prettiest shoes, the most expensive latte. personally, i don't think it does any harm. i still enjoy shopping at target, and really, that's all that matters.
also, i am covered in bug bites. i did not know that mosquitoes could suck my blood through leggings. i do believe i was the only one at the 4th of july party who donned leggings and purple high heels.
i need to also go back to brooklyn another weekend this month so i can find a job. does anyone know of anything? i'm not doing abercrombie again (too much brown exists in my wardrobe now- HATE it) and i don't want to nanny anymore. nannying always guarantees that i come home covered by a film of saliva and urine. it also makes me want to never have children.
i will say, however, that despite the fact that i feel out of place in the town where i lived for 17 years, i can be found here all summer working in a large corporation making significant dollars. saturday nights are pathetic. and so are monday mornings.
i am going back to my apartment on friday with kristen, though only for the weekend. i'm terrified to find out what could be lurking in my room when i return. but also i am curious about what mail has arrived and who i should call and meet up with. also, my roommate danielle has decided to move out, which is fine, except for the fact that it's going to be a complete pain in the ass for me to find a replacement since i work full-time and can't exactly make it down here on a moment's notice. it's a process. and i have to be there for it, because whoever is chosen is going to be sharing a bathroom with me for a year. but after i graduate in may, i will be leaving my current location in search of something with an elevator, but in the same neighborhood. maybe one of the newer buildings that are popping up across the street and whatnot. i don't know why, but i feel like i deserve it. i forget what my therapist called it, but apparently there is a strong focus within my personality that i describe as something of a "princess complex". i'm not sure. i wasn't brought up like that, but i always believe that i should have the best of everything- the nicest clothes, the nicest computer, the prettiest shoes, the most expensive latte. personally, i don't think it does any harm. i still enjoy shopping at target, and really, that's all that matters.
also, i am covered in bug bites. i did not know that mosquitoes could suck my blood through leggings. i do believe i was the only one at the 4th of july party who donned leggings and purple high heels.
i need to also go back to brooklyn another weekend this month so i can find a job. does anyone know of anything? i'm not doing abercrombie again (too much brown exists in my wardrobe now- HATE it) and i don't want to nanny anymore. nannying always guarantees that i come home covered by a film of saliva and urine. it also makes me want to never have children.