Thursday, April 23, 2009

the "real world"...

is sickening.

I don't know if it's because of how fucked up the economy is, or if it's just the normal nature of this thing called "the real world," but it's not very fun.

Granted, I have lots of fun in my life, because I make it so--I date, I hang out, I talk to people, I drive around and enjoy the sunshine, I sit outside and feel the breeze over my skin, etc.

But the "real world"? Not so much.

If you're just coming out of school, much luck to you, unless you're coming out with a specialized degree that's going to guarantee you someplace. I've been out for a year, and it's just ridiculous. It's even worse if you don't have a firm handle on what it is you want to do.

Out of the very few things I think I would like to do that constitute as a "9-to-5" type of job (that's funny, I've always been an 8-to-5ish-er. maybe "9-to-5" just sounds better... or it's because of the movie...), I don't feel really, truly ready for anything like that.

Being a child's summer camp counselor @ 21 is different than being a child's teacher @ 21 or 22.

And besides that feeling of being unsure, it doesn't help that no one is hiring.

So I guess this is what happens after the illusion of school fades... you realize just how easy it is to fall into a life you didn't plan for, and didn't necessarily want. My fears of being stuck in some cubicle under fluorescent lights are resurfacing.

I wonder how many adults I know are working jobs they didn't want but now have to keep because they have to pay the bills someway...

I wonder how many people are living lives they did not want, and now can't get rid of...

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