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missroseroseStill gorgeous outside, though the wind's blowing hard enough to nullify what small warmth the sun provides. Brr. Makes the shadows on the waving trees look lovely, though.
I've found myself wanting to go somewhere recently. I'm not sure where, but springtime often makes me want to travel. Last year at this time I went to California, which was all kinds of fun. I was thinking of driving to Anchorage this year, but it doesn't look like I'm going to have the time or the money. Not if I'm going to have my apartment deposit ready by the end of this semester. *sigh*
By the same token, I'm going to have a smidgen of extra cash next paycheck, thanks to the fact that I've been working full-time at the library this week. This is definitely good news, but I've decided that there's no way in Hell I'm keeping this job over the summer - quite frankly, it's boring. It's not a hard job, but I've been doing it for two years now (on and off) and doing it full time is just too much. It's fine for part-time work while I'm taking classes, but over the summer I'm going to at least do something different, if not more interesting.
If nothing else, though, this week has made me rethink if I really want to quit with college for now and find a full time job. For one thing, there's the boredom I've been dealing with. This job isn't exactly challenging, and while that may change with a different one, I really don't see too many situations where it wouldn't come down to the same thing - watching the clock until lunchtime, and then watching the clock until it's time to go. I know this is the same system everyone else goes by, and I'm sure some of them are happy with it, but I find it incredibly wearing. Maybe it's just that I've never done well with strictly regimented schedules. Damn, being a creative person sucks sometimes.
On the other hand, as anyone who's been reading this recently can attest, I *am* sick of being flat broke all the time. Plus I refuse to go into debt to finance my college education, so if I continue to take classes chances are that I'm not going to be able to save a whole lot of money. And I really do hate having to ask my mother for money every time something unforeseen comes up, even though she still claims me as a dependent so I suppose it's my prerogative (to ask nicely, anyway). I really hate feeling like I'm mooching off of anyone...especially since I'm supposed to be an adult now (and pretty much am, financial independence or no). So I guess that's really the choice I have: do I continue kinda-sorta taking classes and being broke most of the time in the hopes that eventually I can get a job that I won't hate as much and that at least pays good money? Do I quit with the classes and get a decent-paying job of some sort that I won't really like but that will be a steady paycheck? Do I drag Brian down to L.A./N.Y. and hope to God that I make it in acting/singing before my funds run out? Is there some third option that I'm not seeing here?
I think this is the time in my life where it would be excellent if some rich uncle I didn't even know I had died and left me his entire fortune...
I've found myself wanting to go somewhere recently. I'm not sure where, but springtime often makes me want to travel. Last year at this time I went to California, which was all kinds of fun. I was thinking of driving to Anchorage this year, but it doesn't look like I'm going to have the time or the money. Not if I'm going to have my apartment deposit ready by the end of this semester. *sigh*
By the same token, I'm going to have a smidgen of extra cash next paycheck, thanks to the fact that I've been working full-time at the library this week. This is definitely good news, but I've decided that there's no way in Hell I'm keeping this job over the summer - quite frankly, it's boring. It's not a hard job, but I've been doing it for two years now (on and off) and doing it full time is just too much. It's fine for part-time work while I'm taking classes, but over the summer I'm going to at least do something different, if not more interesting.
If nothing else, though, this week has made me rethink if I really want to quit with college for now and find a full time job. For one thing, there's the boredom I've been dealing with. This job isn't exactly challenging, and while that may change with a different one, I really don't see too many situations where it wouldn't come down to the same thing - watching the clock until lunchtime, and then watching the clock until it's time to go. I know this is the same system everyone else goes by, and I'm sure some of them are happy with it, but I find it incredibly wearing. Maybe it's just that I've never done well with strictly regimented schedules. Damn, being a creative person sucks sometimes.
On the other hand, as anyone who's been reading this recently can attest, I *am* sick of being flat broke all the time. Plus I refuse to go into debt to finance my college education, so if I continue to take classes chances are that I'm not going to be able to save a whole lot of money. And I really do hate having to ask my mother for money every time something unforeseen comes up, even though she still claims me as a dependent so I suppose it's my prerogative (to ask nicely, anyway). I really hate feeling like I'm mooching off of anyone...especially since I'm supposed to be an adult now (and pretty much am, financial independence or no). So I guess that's really the choice I have: do I continue kinda-sorta taking classes and being broke most of the time in the hopes that eventually I can get a job that I won't hate as much and that at least pays good money? Do I quit with the classes and get a decent-paying job of some sort that I won't really like but that will be a steady paycheck? Do I drag Brian down to L.A./N.Y. and hope to God that I make it in acting/singing before my funds run out? Is there some third option that I'm not seeing here?
I think this is the time in my life where it would be excellent if some rich uncle I didn't even know I had died and left me his entire fortune...
