A million years later...
I've moved once again, I'm back in Columbia, MO. And although I loved some things about NY, I'm glad to be gone. NY is a depressing state, prices are too high, wages too low, rent too expensive. You have to work twice as hard just to make ends meet. So I'm in Columbia again, and I've been back for two months now. Yet, I haven't seen a single person that I went to high school with yet. Columbia is too big :( I took a semester off school, mainly because TC3 got a little mad that I sort of failed out last semester (having your boyfriend die can do funny things like that). So, long story short, I owe them around a grand. If I don't get off my ass and find a full time job soon I won't be able to go to school next semester either (TC3 won't send transcripts if I owe them money, yay school bullshit). So I've wasted a year so far, I just want to be done with school already god damn it. And now I'm not sure if I'm even going to attend law school. I don't want to be in school for five more years. I may end up just getting a CPA, accountants make decent money and I'm good at math *shrug*
I haven't talked to any of my old friends in NY either since I've moved. After moving there's this period of time where I'm in limbo. Not sure what's happening, what I'm going to do, where my life is going to take me. My best friend from NY... *sigh* I haven't talked to her in a month. I was a genius and lost my cell phone during the move so now I don't even have anyone's number. I lose :X
Right now I do a whole lot of nothing. I get up, eat breakfast, sit around for awhile... Play a video game for lack of nothing better to do. I know I need to go find a job and stuff, but I'm sick of all the bullshit that it comes with. Finding a job is funny, when you apply you wish they would hire you, because the job sounds so great. Then at the interview they all seem so nice so you are so desperate for that job you'll be willing to take any pay they give you. Then they call you and say that you've got the job... Job, day 1, you realize that job may not be as good as you thought it was. Everyone's not quite as nice, the work isn't quire how they described it... Job, a month or so later, you realize they pretty much misled you as to what exactly the job entails. And you also realize that half the people who works their are jerks. You hate the job but keep working their because you need the money and you'd feel bad quiting so soon. Job, 6 months down the line, you can't stand the job anymore or the people you work with. You quit, feeling like a failure and having no way to pay the rent till you find another job. Rinse and repeat. This is basically how all jobs go until you either get lucky or a college degree, whichever comes first.
My life is on pause at the moment.
I haven't talked to any of my old friends in NY either since I've moved. After moving there's this period of time where I'm in limbo. Not sure what's happening, what I'm going to do, where my life is going to take me. My best friend from NY... *sigh* I haven't talked to her in a month. I was a genius and lost my cell phone during the move so now I don't even have anyone's number. I lose :X
Right now I do a whole lot of nothing. I get up, eat breakfast, sit around for awhile... Play a video game for lack of nothing better to do. I know I need to go find a job and stuff, but I'm sick of all the bullshit that it comes with. Finding a job is funny, when you apply you wish they would hire you, because the job sounds so great. Then at the interview they all seem so nice so you are so desperate for that job you'll be willing to take any pay they give you. Then they call you and say that you've got the job... Job, day 1, you realize that job may not be as good as you thought it was. Everyone's not quite as nice, the work isn't quire how they described it... Job, a month or so later, you realize they pretty much misled you as to what exactly the job entails. And you also realize that half the people who works their are jerks. You hate the job but keep working their because you need the money and you'd feel bad quiting so soon. Job, 6 months down the line, you can't stand the job anymore or the people you work with. You quit, feeling like a failure and having no way to pay the rent till you find another job. Rinse and repeat. This is basically how all jobs go until you either get lucky or a college degree, whichever comes first.
My life is on pause at the moment.