Big Apple - Pie in the face
If I look at one more job search engine, I may lose my mind. It's funny when you have to worry about money, especially when you really don't have any of it. Watching Sex and the City is probably the worst idea in the world for me because they make it look so easy. When you want something bad enough, you kind of almost lose yourself in a sense. Moving to and working in NYC is really all I think of anymore. Sadly, I wish it wasn't because I will never be in Millersville for this long of time again. I should be focusing on my friends and my random classes that fulfill my graduation requirements. It feels as though no one else is really worrying about this stuff. Are they? I feel like a crazy woman. Why would I want to work? I don't really, but I feel as if it is almost necessary to get to where I want to be. My boyfriend told me last night that college is not the hard road; we are just entering it. It's exhausting when you are constantly in a struggle of understanding what you want. It seems like I never know. I guess I really want to live like a teenager with an adult salary. Then again, isn't that what everyone wants?