Stratford, Finland, France, German summer...all amazing, all prominently featuring wacky foreigners! So it looks like I just need a more diverse crowd to perk things back up. Or I should travel more!

Bah. Stressed. Story of my life. That is all.

:)

:/

Blah. I can't even manage to produce a good rant. I'm so sick of being angsty and annoyed all the time. I'm sick of making the wrong choices over and over again. I'm sick of living for everyone but myself. I'm sick of feeling selfish about wanting to live for myself even a little. I'm sick of not having goals anymore. I'm sick of complaining. I'm ( Read more... )

So everything sucks again! Okay, I guess it's not that bad. But crummy things are happening one by one and they're beginning to pile up on me. Not to be a baby or anything, but the club is becoming more of a job than I wanted it to be. Coming in, I really liked that there were a lot of people on the desk. It made me a bit more anonymous, and I only ( Read more... )

Every once in a while I'm an insomniac. This is one of those onces. *ishg* It usually kicks in when I'm sad about something, and I know what's got me down this time, but I don't really want to think about it cos I can't fix it per se- I just have to deal with it. Blech.

So maybe I shouldn't have gotten a second job in such close proximity to my first one! Especially when both of those jobs are in rich areas with rich clientele. I feel like such a loser when people from one place see me at the other and ask me if I still work at the the first one. Yes, I have two jobs and neither of them are real! I'm a college ( Read more... )

[spoken rhythmically, as in song] I got a second job, woo! I got a second job, woo! [/song]

Too bad it's the entry-level tennis version of my first job. But whatever, it's a job! And now I'm confident that if I wanted to make a career out of doing secretarial work for recreational facilities, I totally could. Not that I'd want to, but it's nice to

And...nothing has changed. The studio is making me nuts (as much as I love it deep down inside), I'm having a hard time finding anything else, and I'm really beginning to think grad school won't happen. And just when things couldn't get any weirder/more confusing, I keep dreaming that I'm pregnant and can't seem to get the image out of my head! ( Read more... )

Life is a lot better when a shitty job isn't part of it! But then again, it sucks when you realize you still don't really know what to do with yourself after getting pumped up about a potential career for the last six months. That's about where I am right now ( Read more... )

Argh.