We all have them. Right now… I think I’m learning to be an adult. I don’t want to grow up.

I feel like I grew up in 2004 and was an adult for the past 5 years. And now that I’m out of college and have a job… I want to be a kid again.

I’m house hunting. I’m overtiming. I’m overwhelmed.

I need to be high off of life again. Not drowning my sorrows with a pint or two of beer.

It’s weird that in college everyone worries about their life ending once they’ve got their degree. I feel like life has begun. Maybe reborn?

I’m hungry.

I have work tomorrow.

I need a hobby of some sorts again.

It’s not fair that the pretty ones have it easier.

I came home and it felt like home. I haven’t had that feeling in a while. It makes it hard; I hope I don’t break down and cry during house hunting on Saturday.

I feel totally unprofessional.

I feel like I don’t cut it.

I feel lost.

I need to get it together. I will get it together. I will get together.

I will.

Thank god for blogs. I doubt anyone is interested in this.