random update
Sep. 27th, 2010 09:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mutedtempestSo, I was laid off from the temp job on the Army base. Which is fine, I knew it was a temp job going in, but I'm kinda peeved that it didn't last much longer than 3 weeks because I've found that while I'm definitely not too concerned about money, I do have rather expensive tastes for a poor person.
Well, not really. For most people, anyway. But it's like...I've lived on the street, and I get pissy because I can't afford ingredients to make myself this really awesome Greek pasta thingy in my electric skillet. Haha, I guess that's not exactly the high life, but still. All I actually need to pay for is my rent, which is a steal since my great-granny's my landlord, and my internet/electricity/food. So it's not as if I need a huge sum of money coming in every month, but I'd really like one anyway.
I've made the decision to apply for a master's degree program in New York City at their City College. It's a Working Adults degree in the Study of the Americas, which is basically what I did in undergrad. Very liberal arts based, but it's something. To be completely honest, I feel suffocated by my hometown and I want to live in New York, and the degree feels like the most sensible/financially feasible way to do that. I still intend to go to school in Sweden, but I feel like staying here until next September will kill me.
Obviously it won't. At least, I hope not. But with my luck I'd probably get hit by a bus on the way to work my crappy job (should it ever get more project stuff so it can hire me back). I just feel like, since coming back here, all the "adults" I encounter aren't all that awesome, and it makes me really sad. A lot of the people I worked with for these few short weeks were super depressing. That's nothing against them, since I know they're doing the best they can. But my God, that isn't any kind of life I want. Getting stuck here would kill me, so if I can get into school in an awesome city for 6 months, that'd rule.
I wish I was funny enough to blog for a living, really. Sadly, all I seem to do in my blogs is whine a lot, I'm rarely if ever amusing. Which I feel is a huge injustice to my character. I must seem like a really mopey depressed person, but I'm really not. I get that way sometimes, as everyone does, but for the most part, life amuses the shit out of me and I can always find things to laugh at. I think I need to work on projecting positivity into my life, rather than just laughing to myself so much. What's happiness if you can't share it? Oh hell, there I go attempting to be profound. Such literary egotism from someone whose typing is worse than her 11 year old cousin's.
Anyway, I'm really gonna try to start acting happier. Hopefully it'll bleed over into feeling happier.
I'm also considering a travel blog. I figure I've been to/lived in several places around the world, and I have some awesome stories that I don't want to get lost in all my other whiny woe is me blog posts. Both have their purpose but I feel a travel blog would be nice. Especially when I get to NYC.
I miss my Swedes and Sweden itself terribly and can't wait to go back!
Well, not really. For most people, anyway. But it's like...I've lived on the street, and I get pissy because I can't afford ingredients to make myself this really awesome Greek pasta thingy in my electric skillet. Haha, I guess that's not exactly the high life, but still. All I actually need to pay for is my rent, which is a steal since my great-granny's my landlord, and my internet/electricity/food. So it's not as if I need a huge sum of money coming in every month, but I'd really like one anyway.
I've made the decision to apply for a master's degree program in New York City at their City College. It's a Working Adults degree in the Study of the Americas, which is basically what I did in undergrad. Very liberal arts based, but it's something. To be completely honest, I feel suffocated by my hometown and I want to live in New York, and the degree feels like the most sensible/financially feasible way to do that. I still intend to go to school in Sweden, but I feel like staying here until next September will kill me.
Obviously it won't. At least, I hope not. But with my luck I'd probably get hit by a bus on the way to work my crappy job (should it ever get more project stuff so it can hire me back). I just feel like, since coming back here, all the "adults" I encounter aren't all that awesome, and it makes me really sad. A lot of the people I worked with for these few short weeks were super depressing. That's nothing against them, since I know they're doing the best they can. But my God, that isn't any kind of life I want. Getting stuck here would kill me, so if I can get into school in an awesome city for 6 months, that'd rule.
I wish I was funny enough to blog for a living, really. Sadly, all I seem to do in my blogs is whine a lot, I'm rarely if ever amusing. Which I feel is a huge injustice to my character. I must seem like a really mopey depressed person, but I'm really not. I get that way sometimes, as everyone does, but for the most part, life amuses the shit out of me and I can always find things to laugh at. I think I need to work on projecting positivity into my life, rather than just laughing to myself so much. What's happiness if you can't share it? Oh hell, there I go attempting to be profound. Such literary egotism from someone whose typing is worse than her 11 year old cousin's.
Anyway, I'm really gonna try to start acting happier. Hopefully it'll bleed over into feeling happier.
I'm also considering a travel blog. I figure I've been to/lived in several places around the world, and I have some awesome stories that I don't want to get lost in all my other whiny woe is me blog posts. Both have their purpose but I feel a travel blog would be nice. Especially when I get to NYC.
I miss my Swedes and Sweden itself terribly and can't wait to go back!