My hair is cut and gorgeous. I have the dress. I have the gown. Going to decorate my cap with a giant yellow 'X' for Cathy so she knows where I am during the whole thing.
One week from this Saturday I'll be walking at my college graduation. It doesn't feel real at all. I feel like I've just been on an extremely long hiatus. I don't think I even have friends anymore who will still be in college. Save for a couple friends getting their masters and my cousin and sisters. We are all seriously old.
But I don't feel old. I feel really young. Like, finishing college means the beginning of my life. This is probably because I have despised grades and schoolwork mixing in with my home and work life. It will be interesting to see how much of a difference real life will be from school life. How much of my work will seep into my off-hours time for myself? Will working feel like how it has been working for my other jobs (i.e. retail, daycare, etc.) or will it feel like an adult high school?
My aunt mentioned an opportunity recently that I said I would definitely be interested in. It has nothing to do with writing but the job sounds fun and interesting. Something completely different from what I've done in the past which, honestly, is more of what I've been looking for than probably anything else.
I have a ton of babysitting jobs lined up this month- mostly with the same family who I've only just started sitting for last week. So money is coming in, just in time too because student loans will be due soon.
Single life isn't bothering me as much as it used to either. I'm still lonely but not as much. Maybe it's just because I know my family is going to be in town for two weeks and I'll be seeing friends this Friday and next. The extra babysitting jobs taking my mind off stuff I assume helps as well. Whatever it is, I hope it sticks around, at least long enough for me to make some friends in the city.
So... Life is looking good.
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