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Days until August 15th: 64
UGH. That's so far away, and summer is just killing me. I'm already sick of working, and job number two starts tomorrow. Making money is great; living from pay check to pay check as my sole bright spot of the week, not so much. And work is fun, I work with great people, and I like what I do, I just miss not doing anything, ever. Ah, college.
And I'm so pyshced for this school year - my own apartment, no emotional ties to Ocon to work for, no real ties to Ocon at all, a few classes that actually sound interesting, taking classes again, Thurs/Fri/Sat nights, not getting up at 4 AM, not going to bed at 9 PM...seeing the sun rise, and not because I was already up for an hour before it decided to join me. haha
Basically, I hate being here. I love my parents, I hate living under their control again. I love my brother, I hate worrying about the decisions he's making. I love my horses, I hate watching my farm go to Hell because of new managment. I hate not being able to do anything about it, and keeping my mouth shut as I get pushed around and bitched it.
The other day, I asked the new manager if she'd like to come out and ride with me, (she's always whining about how we never ask her to do anything). The response: "Is no one else available?...It doesn't seem worth my time." Ouch. That kind of stuff wears me down you know? I'm not used to outright bitchiness; I tend to surround myself with people I actually like, or people that I can tolerate, or people that I feel are at least genuinely nice, even if I know we're not, nor will ever be, friends.
And honestly? I know this is stupid, but I feel like I'm repeating the SAME CONVERSATIONS with everyone I talk to. Where did you go to school? How was it? blah blah blah. Yesterday I went out to the farm with someone I hadn't seen in awhile, and I got 2 hours worth of boyfriend talk. I care, yes, but not for 2 hours of single subject conversation. Yikes.
On a brighter topic though, Ang's birthday was last weekend. I hope it was awesome Ang! I had a lot of fun, and it was really great to actually see all of you last week! I missed you guys! And I am having a ton of fun working with my project horses, and working with some of the coolest people I've ever met at the clinic. (Big shocker right? horse people. haha) And I'm really really really looking forward to moving out and moving on in only 64 days...approximately 2 months. One month down, 2 to go. Crazy how time flies...
I'm out!
*Karen*
UGH. That's so far away, and summer is just killing me. I'm already sick of working, and job number two starts tomorrow. Making money is great; living from pay check to pay check as my sole bright spot of the week, not so much. And work is fun, I work with great people, and I like what I do, I just miss not doing anything, ever. Ah, college.
And I'm so pyshced for this school year - my own apartment, no emotional ties to Ocon to work for, no real ties to Ocon at all, a few classes that actually sound interesting, taking classes again, Thurs/Fri/Sat nights, not getting up at 4 AM, not going to bed at 9 PM...seeing the sun rise, and not because I was already up for an hour before it decided to join me. haha
Basically, I hate being here. I love my parents, I hate living under their control again. I love my brother, I hate worrying about the decisions he's making. I love my horses, I hate watching my farm go to Hell because of new managment. I hate not being able to do anything about it, and keeping my mouth shut as I get pushed around and bitched it.
The other day, I asked the new manager if she'd like to come out and ride with me, (she's always whining about how we never ask her to do anything). The response: "Is no one else available?...It doesn't seem worth my time." Ouch. That kind of stuff wears me down you know? I'm not used to outright bitchiness; I tend to surround myself with people I actually like, or people that I can tolerate, or people that I feel are at least genuinely nice, even if I know we're not, nor will ever be, friends.
And honestly? I know this is stupid, but I feel like I'm repeating the SAME CONVERSATIONS with everyone I talk to. Where did you go to school? How was it? blah blah blah. Yesterday I went out to the farm with someone I hadn't seen in awhile, and I got 2 hours worth of boyfriend talk. I care, yes, but not for 2 hours of single subject conversation. Yikes.
On a brighter topic though, Ang's birthday was last weekend. I hope it was awesome Ang! I had a lot of fun, and it was really great to actually see all of you last week! I missed you guys! And I am having a ton of fun working with my project horses, and working with some of the coolest people I've ever met at the clinic. (Big shocker right? horse people. haha) And I'm really really really looking forward to moving out and moving on in only 64 days...approximately 2 months. One month down, 2 to go. Crazy how time flies...
I'm out!
*Karen*