It's been awhile...
I'm graduating in less than a month. Scary, yes, exciting, yes, am I ready go get outta here, yes.
I'm ready to move on but I'm scared to death. And I think it's affecting me physically. I just feel so icky lately, and it's not because I'm just generally unhealthy (haha), it's because of stress AND the fact that I haven't been home in awhile. It's not that I miss my parents per se, but I miss the non-college environment, maybe?? perhaps?? is that too much of a stretch?
I haven't found anything yet, I really didn't expect it to be this hard, at least get some freakin interviews!!! I want to say I've applied to over 20 jobs and nothing has come through. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I think my resume needs help or my cover letter needs some sprucing up. Oh, and my teachers aren't being that helpful either. Don't get me wrong, they're awesome individuals, but it's like I have no skillzzzz, so how they be helping me if they don't know what skillz i have (I don't know why I went ghetto, there). It's frustrating, I guess. I feel like I can't really put Gameday on any of my stuff, cuz honestly I didn't do much. I coordinated, that's all. Coordinated, anyone can do that. But alas, I'm still putting it on there. Haha. You gotta stretch it wherever you can.
I was talking to my mom the other day (I hate talking to her) and this is why. I always feel like I'm burdening her whenever I talk to her about my true feelings. Yesterday I was complaining to her about jobs and she's like, oh, pity party time. what the hell?? Right when she said that, I got pissed. I wasn't making it out to be a pity party for me, I just needed to vent and for her to listen. Why did she have to say that? She than made me feel bad and I got mad and told her I didn't want to talk about it anymore and my mom said, ok, nonchalant and said bye. She didnt' even recognize that I was upset at her. This is why I hate talking to my mother...she doens't careeeee about me. She only cares about poor baby adhd brian who gets everything he wants. I've felt like this since I was little, that's why I'm so close to my dad because he actually understands and knows how to listen. go figure men knowing how to listen. haha. But it's true and that's why whenever I call home I always ask for my dad, I don't care if my mom might be hurt by that, she doesn't know how to listen.
Ok, now that's out of my system. ugh, I'm tired of typing. but yeah, that's pretty much it for an update. I think I only have to take 1 final...whoopeee!
I'm ready to move on but I'm scared to death. And I think it's affecting me physically. I just feel so icky lately, and it's not because I'm just generally unhealthy (haha), it's because of stress AND the fact that I haven't been home in awhile. It's not that I miss my parents per se, but I miss the non-college environment, maybe?? perhaps?? is that too much of a stretch?
I haven't found anything yet, I really didn't expect it to be this hard, at least get some freakin interviews!!! I want to say I've applied to over 20 jobs and nothing has come through. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. I think my resume needs help or my cover letter needs some sprucing up. Oh, and my teachers aren't being that helpful either. Don't get me wrong, they're awesome individuals, but it's like I have no skillzzzz, so how they be helping me if they don't know what skillz i have (I don't know why I went ghetto, there). It's frustrating, I guess. I feel like I can't really put Gameday on any of my stuff, cuz honestly I didn't do much. I coordinated, that's all. Coordinated, anyone can do that. But alas, I'm still putting it on there. Haha. You gotta stretch it wherever you can.
I was talking to my mom the other day (I hate talking to her) and this is why. I always feel like I'm burdening her whenever I talk to her about my true feelings. Yesterday I was complaining to her about jobs and she's like, oh, pity party time. what the hell?? Right when she said that, I got pissed. I wasn't making it out to be a pity party for me, I just needed to vent and for her to listen. Why did she have to say that? She than made me feel bad and I got mad and told her I didn't want to talk about it anymore and my mom said, ok, nonchalant and said bye. She didnt' even recognize that I was upset at her. This is why I hate talking to my mother...she doens't careeeee about me. She only cares about poor baby adhd brian who gets everything he wants. I've felt like this since I was little, that's why I'm so close to my dad because he actually understands and knows how to listen. go figure men knowing how to listen. haha. But it's true and that's why whenever I call home I always ask for my dad, I don't care if my mom might be hurt by that, she doesn't know how to listen.
Ok, now that's out of my system. ugh, I'm tired of typing. but yeah, that's pretty much it for an update. I think I only have to take 1 final...whoopeee!