Time to write. I haven't been writing enough. I started this so that I could remember. That's why I write blogs and that's why I treasure my old online journals; They give me a peak into my past. My resolution (is it too late to make those?) is to write. It's not always going to be interesting but 1,2,5 years from now, I'll read this and smile. The same way I do with my other old ones.
I NEED a J.O.B. Ugh. I am so sick of looking. And applying. I feel like a failure. I KNOW it's bad out there. I KNOW the economy sucks. I KNOW I picked the most BS major and degree ever. But all I want is to get a job so that I can make some money and feel like I am contributing to well, I guess I should say society, but more to Keith and my future. I hate sitting around all damn day doing nothing. I hate the fact that I am going to have to go back to school even more. If it comes down to it though, that's what I'm going to have to do. I refuse to sit on my ass, being lazy.
Why aren't I smart enough to be a doctor?
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