
Now that's not what I really had in mind. 20 somethings are supposed to be alive and full of energy, still living off of those college fumes. But most of my friends got day jobs and are not able to keep a young lifestyle and still be bright eyed at 8am. Where am I going with this? Well... it's a confusing place to be in I guess. Where do you go from this point? I serve at nights and everyone else works in the morning. I feel at a loss because I don't want to conform to this horribly rigid schedule, but I want to see my friends and boyfriend at a normal hour. Although the serving world has been paying me pretty well.... so it's hard to turn my cheek on it. Maybe I was just hoping that this phase in our life wouldn't hit already. Or if I were married by now it wouldn't be so bad because I could just come home to someone and curl in bed with them. With Alyssa, she might be weirded out if I curled up next to her. Actually.... she'd probably hit me because she'd be confused as to who was in her bed.
Hmmm, what to do what to do! There is always a possibility of a day job but it seems that all options depend on other options. Confusing? Yah. I know. I would love to start serving in downtown mornings and afternoons because there would be great clientele (aka business people and people enjoying the cities) and then I'd have all my nights off. But the downfall of this is that I need to finish a class next semester to graduate. I could do a night class but then that would interfere with the fact that I'm trying to see where this internship position will lead me. Will I get a job there? And if I do why quit my serving job now or quit the new place if I decide to switch. And I want to leave all doors open just so I don't close a window? Oh I dunno! So you see my dilemma?
I guess that's my rant today. Of course I really don't want to go back into a different point in my life, I'm excited to see where it goes from here. I think Ill just sit here and wait for an answer. Or pray about it. That's always a good idea. : )
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