List O' Worries
- CAT
Obviously. She is sick, she is loud, people are going to start viewing our apt soon and what the hell am I supposed to do with her then? Caitlin blames me for everything the cat does even though she was all rah rah get a cat all year, my parents refuse to help me with her even though they were all rah rah get a cat all year, I have no idea what I'm going to do with her next semester when I'm getting up earlier than Caitlin all the time, because god knows she's totally unwilling to deal with the creature unless she's silent or asleep and if I'm not in the apartment she's neither.
- JOB
I tried to get one last semester (half-heartedly, admittedly, but I did try) and when I couldn't get one, thought I could survive on the thousands that I'd saved from Angora. Wrong. I already have nothing in my savings account, which hadn't been below 1,000 dollars since high school, and I'm dipping into the 5,000 savings bond I had intended to use to get myself established during my first year of non-college life. Solution? Get a job next semester. Oh, yes so easy to say, but then again, that leaves Caitlin alone with the cat, which she bitches about, and when I'm doing student teaching every day starting at 8 and ending at 3 I'm only going to be available for weird hours, making the chances of getting an employer to hire me pretty slim. Caitlin's already all rah rah why are you getting a job next semester instead of this semester, that's stupid and I'm all I TRIED TO, BITCH, AND NOW I'M FUCKING BROKE SO I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE. Literally just had that exact conversation.
- CAREER
NO ONE is hiring history teachers in New England. No one. No fucking one. And those that are require masters degrees and whatever so there's no chance of my getting the job. I have no idea when I'm supposed to begin applying, considering that I haven't gotten my results back from my latest mtel and don't technically have a bachelor's degree yet, but I don't want to wait until the last minute and have everything get all snatched up. Why why why why why am I graduating during a recession? As a history teacher? In Massachusetts?
- APARTMENT
Thought I'd have that 5,000 to lean on if I didn't get a job, so I'd just get an apt now, at peak apt-searching time, and then just hope I got a job to pay for it. I do not have the 5,000 to lean on anymore. I also am not allowed to move back in with my parents if I bring the cat.
- GRADES
Not technically suffering, but feeling as if they are. I anticipate gradual decline in academic ability as my other worries mount. It has already begun.
- TIME
Not enough of it. Money, ditto.
- LOVE LIFE
Too weird to detail. Also I've gone all split-personality on myself: drunk me thinks one thing, sober me thinks the opposite, and I have no idea what he thinks. He. Right.
I just want to graduate already! I want a career, an apt that allows cats, I want to be living alone and grading papers and sleeping full nights again! It has only been three months. I have twice that time before I can escape from the hell that has been my senior year so far.
Obviously. She is sick, she is loud, people are going to start viewing our apt soon and what the hell am I supposed to do with her then? Caitlin blames me for everything the cat does even though she was all rah rah get a cat all year, my parents refuse to help me with her even though they were all rah rah get a cat all year, I have no idea what I'm going to do with her next semester when I'm getting up earlier than Caitlin all the time, because god knows she's totally unwilling to deal with the creature unless she's silent or asleep and if I'm not in the apartment she's neither.
- JOB
I tried to get one last semester (half-heartedly, admittedly, but I did try) and when I couldn't get one, thought I could survive on the thousands that I'd saved from Angora. Wrong. I already have nothing in my savings account, which hadn't been below 1,000 dollars since high school, and I'm dipping into the 5,000 savings bond I had intended to use to get myself established during my first year of non-college life. Solution? Get a job next semester. Oh, yes so easy to say, but then again, that leaves Caitlin alone with the cat, which she bitches about, and when I'm doing student teaching every day starting at 8 and ending at 3 I'm only going to be available for weird hours, making the chances of getting an employer to hire me pretty slim. Caitlin's already all rah rah why are you getting a job next semester instead of this semester, that's stupid and I'm all I TRIED TO, BITCH, AND NOW I'M FUCKING BROKE SO I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE. Literally just had that exact conversation.
- CAREER
NO ONE is hiring history teachers in New England. No one. No fucking one. And those that are require masters degrees and whatever so there's no chance of my getting the job. I have no idea when I'm supposed to begin applying, considering that I haven't gotten my results back from my latest mtel and don't technically have a bachelor's degree yet, but I don't want to wait until the last minute and have everything get all snatched up. Why why why why why am I graduating during a recession? As a history teacher? In Massachusetts?
- APARTMENT
Thought I'd have that 5,000 to lean on if I didn't get a job, so I'd just get an apt now, at peak apt-searching time, and then just hope I got a job to pay for it. I do not have the 5,000 to lean on anymore. I also am not allowed to move back in with my parents if I bring the cat.
- GRADES
Not technically suffering, but feeling as if they are. I anticipate gradual decline in academic ability as my other worries mount. It has already begun.
- TIME
Not enough of it. Money, ditto.
- LOVE LIFE
Too weird to detail. Also I've gone all split-personality on myself: drunk me thinks one thing, sober me thinks the opposite, and I have no idea what he thinks. He. Right.
I just want to graduate already! I want a career, an apt that allows cats, I want to be living alone and grading papers and sleeping full nights again! It has only been three months. I have twice that time before I can escape from the hell that has been my senior year so far.