To be honest...
I'm kind of sick of answering the same questions. How's school going? I'm pretty much clinging to the top of a tractor-trailer hurtling down I-95 at 80mph by my fingernails with a hope and a prayer. When do you graduate? May 13. 23 days. Aren't you excited? Not really. My "grown up" friends have made it clear how miserable the "real world" is. Do you have a job yet? Nope. I don't have time to work 20 hours, intern 10 hours, take 3 classes with multiple projects simultaneously in each and job hunt during the week. Well what do you want to do? I don't have any idea. By the time I get out of here I'm pretty sure I want nothing to do with advertising ever again. Your parents must be so proud! Not really. I mean they are that I'm FINALLY finishing. Until they're reminded I'm not going to be financially independent then it's dirty looks all around.
