I think my time in Athens is coming to an end. This past 'semester' has flown by and now I have to figure out how to move this TV again. Do you still call it a semester if you're not in school? I have been working for five months. I have made the equivalent of working 15 days at a "real" job. That is not an exaggeration. And that is disgusting. Unfortunately I haven't had a "real" job even acknowledge the fact that I've sent in an application in almost three months. I put in my "I'm done with this job notice." Actually, all I had to do was fill out a survey, one of the questions was "Do you plan on continuing to work here in 2012." No.
I just don't know what to do. All the options seem pretty awful. I'm just going to go exist in another location. And this is me saying this after having a very, very nice birthday. Maybe I grew up expecting too much out of this point in my life. January 25, 2008 at 4:44 A.M. I wrote - "There really isn't a whole lot to do except to keep waiting for something to happen. Just keep doing whatever until it does." I can't do this anymore. That was almost four years ago. Four years. Yikes, what have I done?
My biggest fear is getting stuck. That's why I don't want a job. I don't see how I could do something anywhere ever. That's a funny statement. I wish I had money now so I could put off making money. I just want to see things. We never went anywhere real on vacations. Georgia used to suck, now I don't know how to leave. Chicago is cold. I don't know why I didn't move to Atlanta, that still makes the most sense. I've still never been to Las Vegas, or anywhere west of Plano, Texas. Why didn't I do anything? Why don't I ever do anything?
A friend told me he explored the continent when he turned 23. That's what I want to do.
Not as fun by yourself.
