Who's excited about the weekend? This girl.
Tomorrow night one of my University buddies may drive through my part of town and that would make me terribly happy to see him. He is one of my most favorite people and I miss seeing him on the daily.
But wait, the weekend is just getting started! On Friday Ginge is coming to stay at mi casa and I haven't seen her in forever + a minute. I like her and we always have good conversations about whatever pops up.
I truly miss college. I never thought I would say that because my University was in the tiniest circle of Hell and I thought (almost) everyone there was totally bonkers. Now I realize how much fun it was and how much I liked it. Because even though it was odd and filled with even stranger people, I think I somehow made a place for myself. And I miss all those weirdos.
[ Side note: Can you believe there are two of these walking around? Bananas.]
I am 22 years old.
I graduated from The University of X in December 2010.
Now what do I do?
I feel my insecurities are not so uncommon.
Why not share them?
I have been graduated for two-ish months. I work minimum wage with spoiled children at Little Monsters Inc (not it's real name). I like my job and very thankful for the opportunity to work.
However, this gig is not a career maker. These two months are quickly going to turn into four, six, ect. Something must be done or I will become a lifer. I do not want my daily ritual to consist of wiping the baby puke from my cardigan or putting together a train set in as many intricate patterns as I can think of to amuse the kiddies.
But What I Really Want to Do is Save the World
I'm young and idealistic and single. Why can't I pack my bags, load a plane, and take off? Ah that's right, I take alternative medicine not commonly found in all areas of Europe, I have $ZZ,ooo in student loans, my mother would sob, ect. *Sigh*
Being a responsible citizen blows.
Marriage is not an Escape Plan at the Moment.
Despite popular belief, not every young lady is looking for a MRS. degree when she goes to university. I was clever. I studied hard and avoided unwanted pregnancies. I graduated with a 3.7 GPA, top marks, and accolades. Guess what?
Nobody cares. I have zero sense of where my life is taking me. I'm very unattached and yet I have pangs of envy over friends getting hitched. Do I want a ring? No. Would it be nice to have something resembling a road map to where my destiny is heading? Yes. Would it be even better if I had a passenger to take with me along for the ride and be there for me when I'm upset? [insert husband here]
What I really need to do is make a list of what I want to accomplish and go from there. Next entry will be my list.
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