i think i'm the only southerner that hates sweet tea.
but god damn, that shit is vile. it's like melted candy and weak piss mixed together. i'd almost rather drink beer, and everyone knows that beer is the most digusting thing in the world.
i actually have hated every kind of tea i've ever drank, ever. if anyone wants to try and break me of this, feel free. i remember when i first started drinking coffee that i hated it until i found sumatra, and i've learned to love it. i think i might learn to love tea if i just find one that i don't think takes like warmed over ass.
i managed to take a break from my fucking off and actually got half of my work done, i'm proud of myself. this 5 day weekend shit, while sweet on paper, is doing nothing but making me a complete lazy fuck. i have got to take advantage of this schedule and go to the beach a few times this summer or i'll forever hate myself.
i've been listening to motorcade of generosity over and over today. actually, i've been listening to every cake song i have over and over for the past.... week. it puts me where i need to be to design what i'm designing. and i'm finally learning all the words that have eluded me all this time. i'm fuckign in love with jolene, it's become my new favorite cake song. i have no idea what it is about it... it's just ear love.
i've been doing a lot of thinking lately about what's going to happen when i graduate, since that's going to be happening really soon. i feel so helpless because i have no idea what it is that i'm going to do when i do graduate because i've put off thinking about it for so long, and it's coming up pretty fast. i have like, 3 quarters left (yes yes... i know... i was supposed to graduate this quarter... whatever). that's less than a year to get my shit straight and figure out where my life is going to go.
that's an awful lot of pressure. there are a few things i want to do, that i want to do equally badly, and i have to choose between them, and pretty much whatever i choose is going to vastly effect my life.
i'm not ready to have a real life. i love being in college, but to get into the grad school i want, i have to have work experience in my field. stupid being an adult.
I remember that feeling when I was close to graduating from college. No idea what I was going to do, awareness of my lack of experience, self-doubt as to my abilities, wondering if (and why) anybody would hire me. Someone will, though. Just remember that you'll probably have to start small and gain experience and populate your resume. A lot of people (especially the ones that went into IT during the dot com boom) were of the impression that they'd land an $80k job first thing. Unless there's a huge demand in your field that probably won't happen, but eventually you'll get there. Maybe not 80k, but good pay and insurance anyway.