I have been working a lot lately. I asked for more hours to have some spending money in case I don't get a job as soon as I would like - and they gave me more hours. Today I have been here since 8 and will be leaving at 5. I guess this is what the 'real world' is all about? It hasn't been so bad. I honestly think if I were full-time somewhere, I could do this. Sitting at my desk with nothing to do, however.... not so much.
I am pretty tired and can't wait to sleep in tomorrow. I have been a bum all week because nobody has invited me to do anything, and now that I'm exhausted, people are getting upset that I don't want to jump up and run around. Um, hello! Why do I have to go on your schedule? Whatever.
Graduation is creeping up really soon and I still have so much to do. I feel like things ar egetting tense as well. I want to just leave here already. Do I love my friends who have stuck by me? Absolutely. And I will miss them. But I'm ready to leave. I'm ready to enter into the next phase of my life and leave college behind.
Throughout the past year or so, I feel like I have matured a great deal. I've always felt more mature than everyone around me and that's still true right now. I guess some people can't comprehend maturity as fast as others. This is a key reason why I am ready to enter the real world - and have a husband as mature as me. I am at a very different phase in my life than everyone else. My friends are stressed with organization meetings, loaded schedules filled with parties, or having enough time to do some sort of fun activity.
But me? Here's the difference between all of my friends and me... I wish those were my stresses. I have to worry about making loan payments, planning a wedding, finding a place to live in June, moving, figuring out a career path and finding a job, subleasing an apartment, and other financial obligations. Social obligations are a whole lot nicer than financial ones.
This isn't to make my life sound so much more complicated than everyone else that surrounds me by any means. It's merely me venting about the fact that I have to constantly work around their 'busy' socially-motivated schedules and make them angry when I can't put my previous more crucial engagements aside for their frivelous activities. Sometimes there are more important things in life. And it would be nice to have more than a couple of friends who understand and appreciate that.
Sorry for the ranting session. Just had to get that out.
6 months, 1 day, 3 hours, 30 minutes
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