Life moves pretty fast...
Good god. Life moves too fast for me to be able to keep up.
I chucked in my hairdressing apprenticeship, partially because I couldn't afford it (well, mostly), and partially because I didn't feel like I could give 100% to something like that at this point. Plus, working with A LOT of sixteen year old girls was tough... Not because they were horrible, but because it's just generally hard to be talked down to by someone who doesn't get you, because you're so far beyond where they're at in life.
And yet, in the same day I explained this to the people who offered me the job (who didn't care that I left anyhow), I scored a job that I can do. That I'll enjoy. Working with a product I LOVE. Getting paid more than I've ever earnt before. In a young company, working with people my age, who share my interests. It excites me to no end... Finally, it's happened. I knew there was a reason why I kept floating from job to job, waiting for something that really excited me to come along. This is why. I just pray I'm in a decent enough head space to not fuck this up royally.
And I'll be able to afford to move. Whether it's in with Ben, or by myself, whatever. But I can do it. I can more than afford it now. I can afford to move, and live comfortably. I haven't been able to do that... Well, ever. Thank god for progress. I needed this so badly.
I love that my idea of celebrating all of this is two bottles of Canadian Club, getting laid and watching Sideways with my boyfriend... I love that we're quiet people, who don't want to go out. We want to stay home and hang. I like that I have a best friend again.
It got real lonely for a while there.
I chucked in my hairdressing apprenticeship, partially because I couldn't afford it (well, mostly), and partially because I didn't feel like I could give 100% to something like that at this point. Plus, working with A LOT of sixteen year old girls was tough... Not because they were horrible, but because it's just generally hard to be talked down to by someone who doesn't get you, because you're so far beyond where they're at in life.
And yet, in the same day I explained this to the people who offered me the job (who didn't care that I left anyhow), I scored a job that I can do. That I'll enjoy. Working with a product I LOVE. Getting paid more than I've ever earnt before. In a young company, working with people my age, who share my interests. It excites me to no end... Finally, it's happened. I knew there was a reason why I kept floating from job to job, waiting for something that really excited me to come along. This is why. I just pray I'm in a decent enough head space to not fuck this up royally.
And I'll be able to afford to move. Whether it's in with Ben, or by myself, whatever. But I can do it. I can more than afford it now. I can afford to move, and live comfortably. I haven't been able to do that... Well, ever. Thank god for progress. I needed this so badly.
I love that my idea of celebrating all of this is two bottles of Canadian Club, getting laid and watching Sideways with my boyfriend... I love that we're quiet people, who don't want to go out. We want to stay home and hang. I like that I have a best friend again.
It got real lonely for a while there.