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bitchy_merlinIn this post, I would like to say:
a) I'm done exams! Hallelujah! *does the cha-cha*
b) we had a celebratory rugby dinner and it was Fun.
c) WHAT THE HELL, LIFE? Honestly. The job I applied for (Old Navy), well, I got a call from the manager at, like, 9:57 pm. I was possibly a bit short with him at first because I didn't expect an interview proposition, I expected a solicitor and I'm not pleased with solicitors at the best of times. Anyway, school's out but there's a job interview lurking just around the corner (Wednesday, 4:30) and I really am grateful for such a quick reply, but AGHHHHH I feel like there's no "me" time in there. Just from one type of work to another. I mean, I may not even get the job, but still. It feels like... like I have to grow up. And I don't really want to. I loved being six years old and not having to care about money and education and sorting out my fucking future when I'm only seventeen. I still like to play video games with my brother, I still like to watch old Disney movies, I still think about putting down 'Pirate' as my career choice.
I just - I know that I have to grow up sooner or later, but I never knew it had to be like this, all at once. Last year at this time, I barely knew how to ride the subway and I thought gym would sort itself out. Gym was my biggest worry. Now? Now it's education and exam scores and cut-off points and money, goals in life, other cities, career choices. Now it's references, employment, summer schedules...
a) I'm done exams! Hallelujah! *does the cha-cha*
b) we had a celebratory rugby dinner and it was Fun.
c) WHAT THE HELL, LIFE? Honestly. The job I applied for (Old Navy), well, I got a call from the manager at, like, 9:57 pm. I was possibly a bit short with him at first because I didn't expect an interview proposition, I expected a solicitor and I'm not pleased with solicitors at the best of times. Anyway, school's out but there's a job interview lurking just around the corner (Wednesday, 4:30) and I really am grateful for such a quick reply, but AGHHHHH I feel like there's no "me" time in there. Just from one type of work to another. I mean, I may not even get the job, but still. It feels like... like I have to grow up. And I don't really want to. I loved being six years old and not having to care about money and education and sorting out my fucking future when I'm only seventeen. I still like to play video games with my brother, I still like to watch old Disney movies, I still think about putting down 'Pirate' as my career choice.
I just - I know that I have to grow up sooner or later, but I never knew it had to be like this, all at once. Last year at this time, I barely knew how to ride the subway and I thought gym would sort itself out. Gym was my biggest worry. Now? Now it's education and exam scores and cut-off points and money, goals in life, other cities, career choices. Now it's references, employment, summer schedules...
a;ldrya;e Whatever. I need to learn to take these things in stride, as it were. Some are born mature, some achieve maturity, and some have maturity thrust upon them. Ick.
(my icon makes me SO HAPPY! Sam Vimes dares you to Bring It)
