Sunday, July 1, 2007


Growing...not up, but out. I have to get out. I'm still looking for a job, but somehow I can't seem to find one. I don't think it's responsible to just up and leave without having some sort of plan, but I am this close to just packing and going. I want to be able to sit in on a Sunday afternoon and read without feeling like I'm neglecting something. I don't like feeling guilty for needing time to relax. I need to be on my own, and it's about time.
I'm jealous of those who can spend their time exactly like they want. I would like to be able to ration out my time the way I want to, rather than how my mother wants it, which usually allows for 15 minutes per menopause joke she gets from her emails. Does this make me a bad person? Maybe I'm just PMSing.


Fernando said...

I went through exactly the same thing when I graduated (minus the menopause jokes). Fresh out of school, lots of job and grad school applications out there, and just...waiting...waiting for somebody to get back to me so my @#%!ing life could finally start up again. It's amazing how quickly you revert to your high school self when back in the same environment despite the 4.5 years away at college.

So yeah...I can relate. If you ever want to talk/vent, give me a call. Still have my #?