life after life as we know it

[2213]

post graduation life is strange i've been home a little more than a month and i've spent it going on interview after interview, telling lady a why i think i'd be a great server, lady b why i want to intern for her, lady c why nannying her kids is something i am THRILLED about doing. it all feels a little dishonest- why cant i just say i want to

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[churchie]

"however after option c ceased to exist and the mere mention of him caused me to become mournful/shrivel, i decided to negate the whole spain idea. its sad that my whole memory and concept of spain is tied up with him, but it's true, and if i go back, i know i will unravel or become enmeshed in a friends with benefits situation until i leave, heartbroken and penniless, with a lispy andalucian accent and scant dignity."

oh lovey, i know precisely what you mean. that is so sweet and endearing and simultaneously super mature and indicative of self-awareness. also, total agreement about south-american bad-assness. honestly latin america is way more pertinent to almost any career in international relations than western europe would be.

AAAAAND in other new of things in this entry with which I identify, lifeguarding as a post-graduate sure tastes like humble pie, but as a means to an end, it's really not the end of the world. it's not as if it will represent your future life in any way.

[2213]

jess, your responses always cheer me up and make me feel better about life and love. i love you even MORE for referencing 'everything is illumintated'- you're right, lifeguarding with a bachelors is the DEFINITION of eating humble pie but its beter than not doing anything!

[drownlikeafish]

totally with you on the interview thing. i don't really want to lie, but at the same time i just want to be like: i'll give you work in exchange for money.

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