Well while I'm sure you've all been out there doing interesting things with your lives, I've been pulling my hair out (quite literally) trying to make it to Christmas break. I keep telling myself "just make it to the 14th," but then I remember all the things I have to get finished (rather started and finished) before then and I begin to feel light-headed. When that feeling strikes I sit, take some deep breaths, and pretend my life simply doesn't exist.
Also, as most people know, I'll be graduating in one year from right now. That's ridiculous. My roommate and I were talking last night about how we can absolutely understand how people can be completely unproductive members of society. In theory, I'd love to get a job with a wonderful company that a respect and that respects me. And in theory, I would be great at my job, my bosses would love me, and aside from the occasional slip-up I'd live happily ever after. What I'm picturing in my head, however, is: I get a job with a wonderful company, I have absolutely no clue what I'm doing, I do something to royally fuck it up, they fire me, and then I have a psychotic break and end up sitting on the couch watching the history channel with my dad for the rest of my life.
Enough stalling. I actually have to finish my advertising homework now. Because I've found that thew whole "pretending my life doesn't exist" thing just isn't an effective tactic.
|I don't want to be a cotton-headed-ninny-muggins.|