No one uses these anymore.
Oh, LiveJournal. You're so last year.
Well, here I am, at a point in my life where people tell me I'll look back and laugh. Here's to hoping that in six-ish years, I'll be returning to this suburban hell-hole and buying all of my once-colleagues double cheeseburgers with my six figure doctor salary.
Here's to hoping.
In about half an hour, I'll have to call Drew University and beg them not to come and collect what is rightfully theirs. That tears at my conservative, Ayn Rand-cold heart like few of you would believe. Is it stupid that I still think I owe them money because I wasn't clever enough? I don't think there's such a thing as expecting too much of yourself.
But maybe I just read that on an inspirational poster somewhere average.
Forgive my banal, angst-ridden perseverating. I felt the urge to stretch my vocabulary. I always was a better essayist than a fiction writer. I realize more than ever lately that isn't saying a great deal; however, I feel much more comfortable on paper. Perhaps even over-confident.
Well, back to work. I miss when better was better and worse was worse. I suppose they're the cost of each other.
Well, here I am, at a point in my life where people tell me I'll look back and laugh. Here's to hoping that in six-ish years, I'll be returning to this suburban hell-hole and buying all of my once-colleagues double cheeseburgers with my six figure doctor salary.
Here's to hoping.
In about half an hour, I'll have to call Drew University and beg them not to come and collect what is rightfully theirs. That tears at my conservative, Ayn Rand-cold heart like few of you would believe. Is it stupid that I still think I owe them money because I wasn't clever enough? I don't think there's such a thing as expecting too much of yourself.
But maybe I just read that on an inspirational poster somewhere average.
Forgive my banal, angst-ridden perseverating. I felt the urge to stretch my vocabulary. I always was a better essayist than a fiction writer. I realize more than ever lately that isn't saying a great deal; however, I feel much more comfortable on paper. Perhaps even over-confident.
Well, back to work. I miss when better was better and worse was worse. I suppose they're the cost of each other.