And right now, all your dreams are waking up.
I've been in such a downer mood for such a long time, I don't remember what it was like before. I've been trying to feel positive about things, but to be honest, I really can't see the point most of the time. There are things in my life that I'm happy about, and other things that I wish would go away and burn in the everlasting pits of hell, and lately it really seems like the bad outweighs the good.
It's hard to feel at home here. I'm never, ever able to relax anymore, and just when I'm about to, something happens that gets me all amped up again. I'm overtired and overworked and terribly cold. I feel like I'm at school, like this will all end and I'll just end up back at my parents' house again, because that feels like home to me.
I'm terribly homesick.
I spent a good deal of my adolescence imagining that I felt homesick and out-of-place there and now I'm aching to go back. It's so weird.
I have two jobs now, neither of which does much to pay the bills, and neither of which is my "dream" job, whatever that means anymore. I graduated and was so excited about pursuing that career in publishing that I was so sure I'd get, and now I'm not even sure if it's worth the aggravation. It's not like I'd be making loads of money with it, and I'd be commuting so far just to get there. I've got an interview coming up, I think. The HR person is miserably awful about keeping in contact with me. I'll leave her more than one message, and she won't get back to me for several days. I'm still waiting on her to see if the interview is set for the 14th or not. I'm tired of waiting on her. If this is my only option right now - and I really think it is - then is it really worth it? It's like a really awful game, and I'm sick of playing.
I voted today. Not much more to say than that, since I'm not really all that political or passionate about it.
I'm training for Front End Supervisor at Bed Bath and Beyond. I have to drive to South Portland, ME for the training. Last night and tonight. It's basically what I do at Shaw's, only it counts for more, I think. It's a decent job so far. I haven't begun to hate my life because of it just yet. I guess if all else fails ... well, let's not think about that just yet.
Well, I guess I'd better get all of that stuff accomplished.
It's hard to feel at home here. I'm never, ever able to relax anymore, and just when I'm about to, something happens that gets me all amped up again. I'm overtired and overworked and terribly cold. I feel like I'm at school, like this will all end and I'll just end up back at my parents' house again, because that feels like home to me.
I'm terribly homesick.
I spent a good deal of my adolescence imagining that I felt homesick and out-of-place there and now I'm aching to go back. It's so weird.
I have two jobs now, neither of which does much to pay the bills, and neither of which is my "dream" job, whatever that means anymore. I graduated and was so excited about pursuing that career in publishing that I was so sure I'd get, and now I'm not even sure if it's worth the aggravation. It's not like I'd be making loads of money with it, and I'd be commuting so far just to get there. I've got an interview coming up, I think. The HR person is miserably awful about keeping in contact with me. I'll leave her more than one message, and she won't get back to me for several days. I'm still waiting on her to see if the interview is set for the 14th or not. I'm tired of waiting on her. If this is my only option right now - and I really think it is - then is it really worth it? It's like a really awful game, and I'm sick of playing.
I voted today. Not much more to say than that, since I'm not really all that political or passionate about it.
I'm training for Front End Supervisor at Bed Bath and Beyond. I have to drive to South Portland, ME for the training. Last night and tonight. It's basically what I do at Shaw's, only it counts for more, I think. It's a decent job so far. I haven't begun to hate my life because of it just yet. I guess if all else fails ... well, let's not think about that just yet.
Well, I guess I'd better get all of that stuff accomplished.