Septemberz
Man oh man it is totally September! Well, it is totally almost the end of September.
As Phoenix has no abundance of leaves for us to admire as they change colors, fly off trees, cause traffic collisions, etc. it's hard to notice this so called "fall season" coming and going. One day you go outside and realize "Cripes it's freezing!" BAM! Winter.
So ordinarily I'd brush September off as another hum-drum month. However, I read another Livejournal from someone who was pointing out that, for a lot of people, September is this general 'transition' and/or stressful month. People tend to move out of apartments/houses; school classes take full swing, and people seem to direct their attention to the top of their To-Do list.
From a practical standpoint, this makes sense. Looking back to the beginning of September, a lot of the aforementioned changes were taking place. The UA picks up again and a lot of my friends have become buried under homework once again. A handful are also buried under their jobs. I am of the latter group. Having left school in the spring, I have recently found myself carrying more and more weight from my job. It's mostly come up since the beginning of the month. As September marched on, work related stress and exhaustion started to creep up on me. I can't help but think of all those suit sporting 9 - 5 workers and how their after hours consist of bar hopping, watching TV, or falling asleep at 8. I feel like I might start turning into one of those people, and I hate it!
September has started turning me into some unambitious slug. I hate the fact that I'm tired after 8 hours of sitting in front of a computer. I hate that I can't seem to scrape up enough money anymore to have some fun and buy shit. I hate that the thrill of having my nights to myself is fading away. I hate that all of my friends got left behind on campus when I left. People used to ask me, "How do you like being out of school and working full time?" Up until recently, I would've been beaming, "Oh, It kicks 10 tons of ass and then-some!" But now if you ask me, I'd probably shrug my shoulders and say things are "Just OK". And "now" happens to be September! Coincidence??
So yeah, maybe the stars are lined up in some fashion that makes September the time where fun awesomeness fades away into complacency and tension. September seems to be the time when the burdens of reality stop hanging in the back corner and knock some of your teeth out. Maybe September is when things go from "Wahoo!" to "Meh, alright."
Well it's time to fix this. I'm not okay with "Just OK".
As Phoenix has no abundance of leaves for us to admire as they change colors, fly off trees, cause traffic collisions, etc. it's hard to notice this so called "fall season" coming and going. One day you go outside and realize "Cripes it's freezing!" BAM! Winter.
So ordinarily I'd brush September off as another hum-drum month. However, I read another Livejournal from someone who was pointing out that, for a lot of people, September is this general 'transition' and/or stressful month. People tend to move out of apartments/houses; school classes take full swing, and people seem to direct their attention to the top of their To-Do list.
From a practical standpoint, this makes sense. Looking back to the beginning of September, a lot of the aforementioned changes were taking place. The UA picks up again and a lot of my friends have become buried under homework once again. A handful are also buried under their jobs. I am of the latter group. Having left school in the spring, I have recently found myself carrying more and more weight from my job. It's mostly come up since the beginning of the month. As September marched on, work related stress and exhaustion started to creep up on me. I can't help but think of all those suit sporting 9 - 5 workers and how their after hours consist of bar hopping, watching TV, or falling asleep at 8. I feel like I might start turning into one of those people, and I hate it!
September has started turning me into some unambitious slug. I hate the fact that I'm tired after 8 hours of sitting in front of a computer. I hate that I can't seem to scrape up enough money anymore to have some fun and buy shit. I hate that the thrill of having my nights to myself is fading away. I hate that all of my friends got left behind on campus when I left. People used to ask me, "How do you like being out of school and working full time?" Up until recently, I would've been beaming, "Oh, It kicks 10 tons of ass and then-some!" But now if you ask me, I'd probably shrug my shoulders and say things are "Just OK". And "now" happens to be September! Coincidence??
So yeah, maybe the stars are lined up in some fashion that makes September the time where fun awesomeness fades away into complacency and tension. September seems to be the time when the burdens of reality stop hanging in the back corner and knock some of your teeth out. Maybe September is when things go from "Wahoo!" to "Meh, alright."
Well it's time to fix this. I'm not okay with "Just OK".