It’s
finafuckingly JULY and I’m utterly stoked. Funny how I’m more excited over
ending work than I am to go to New York for 4 months… I’m just so unfulfilled being
here. I feel like something simple always has to go wrong daily to screw up my
motivation.
I’m only doing this for two things – a letter of certification and a place on my resume. Maybe a bit for the money… I hope I’m not wasting my time, but I constantly still feel like I’m boarding a sinking ship where I’m just trying to keep my head afloat every single day by tiptoeing around everyone.
I'm rereading Harry Potter to lift my spirits a little, but I’ve already reached Order of the Phoenix and everything just goes downhill from there (shit gets serious after the Goblet of Fire onwards; all my favorite characters start dying off, starting with my absolute favorite Sirius Black. 10 years and I’ve still not forgiven Rowling). Not the best mood lifter, but I thrive on nostalgia and happier days. Glad to see that the same jokes that made me laugh at 12 still make me laugh at 22.
I’m only doing this for two things – a letter of certification and a place on my resume. Maybe a bit for the money… I hope I’m not wasting my time, but I constantly still feel like I’m boarding a sinking ship where I’m just trying to keep my head afloat every single day by tiptoeing around everyone.
I'm rereading Harry Potter to lift my spirits a little, but I’ve already reached Order of the Phoenix and everything just goes downhill from there (shit gets serious after the Goblet of Fire onwards; all my favorite characters start dying off, starting with my absolute favorite Sirius Black. 10 years and I’ve still not forgiven Rowling). Not the best mood lifter, but I thrive on nostalgia and happier days. Glad to see that the same jokes that made me laugh at 12 still make me laugh at 22.
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