Just got home. Hadn't seen my best friend for atleast a month probably. I forgot how big of dorks we are together. So tonight we got some Starbucks, my passion ice tea, his ice machiato with cinnamon...headed to Wal-Mart (this one is open 24hrs.) Looked around, I think AJ bought the whole store...lol no j.k. Smog machine, pumpkin cutter tools, old spice, shavers?, and two movies. I bought...ZIP. We drove around, he deposited some money...at Bank of America (horrible bank) haha. Then we drove to Colony High (our old HS) just to reminisce. Funny how one of our old friends Terry seem to have had the same idea. Miss that fool. We saw him chatted for a bit, and then he had to go. Me and AJ just sat there, thinking...
How crazy how the years just seem to fly, and how we're getting older. AJ talked about how hes going to be moving out with his B/f not right now...but eventually...we both seem to agree on one thing...Although we're going to school, going to work, and our social lives are good. There's something missing.
We're not satisfied with our jobs. We're not doing what we love, and we're tired of waiting.
Personally,
I want to be doing what I love, I want to be working for a newspaper or magazine already. I'm not at where I want to be fast enough. Maybe thats why so many people drop out of school they just give up. I'm not doing what I really want to do, that's why although everything seems great that one thing that's missing is my career as a writer. It seems all I do is work and go to school and when I have free time I want to spend it with the people i care about, (i barely have enough time for that) and any other time is sleep time. This is the only form of writing i have left. My blogs. It's just so frustrating, I can see it, my goal...but when i reach out, it seems a billion miles away. I miss journalism. It would be different if my job had something to do pertaining to my field. Atleast something.
How crazy how the years just seem to fly, and how we're getting older. AJ talked about how hes going to be moving out with his B/f not right now...but eventually...we both seem to agree on one thing...Although we're going to school, going to work, and our social lives are good. There's something missing.
We're not satisfied with our jobs. We're not doing what we love, and we're tired of waiting.
Personally,
I want to be doing what I love, I want to be working for a newspaper or magazine already. I'm not at where I want to be fast enough. Maybe thats why so many people drop out of school they just give up. I'm not doing what I really want to do, that's why although everything seems great that one thing that's missing is my career as a writer. It seems all I do is work and go to school and when I have free time I want to spend it with the people i care about, (i barely have enough time for that) and any other time is sleep time. This is the only form of writing i have left. My blogs. It's just so frustrating, I can see it, my goal...but when i reach out, it seems a billion miles away. I miss journalism. It would be different if my job had something to do pertaining to my field. Atleast something.