So I got a job. I've been hired as a substitute teacher for my county. I'm incredibly greatful I've got a job now, but there's still a HUGE part of me that wishes that I had this opportunity back in NC. I'm learning, though...baby steps.
I'm "seeing" someone. No real fireworks or anything, just someone fun to keep me occupied and out of the house. I can't help but to compare him (along with every other man I meet) to the Captain. He's the prototype.
My pet peeve list grows longer by the day. No good can come out of 3 grown women living in 1 small ass house. Something's gotta give and quick.
I'm applying to low-res grad schools. The top contenders are Vermont College of Fine Arts and Antioch University Los Angeles. Hopefully I can start somewhere in June.
I'm done complaining. I'm still alive, I've got a job (with another on the way Lord willing), and sometime soon I'll be out of the house. All in all, I'm quite content.
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