Spring
I was wearing my business suit with my hair in a tight bun while hauling files to the west village. I cut through the park and was tortured by girls wear shors and tanktops while boys were wearing cutoffs and basketball jerseys. Oh god I wanted to toss the files and lay down a towel and join the cult of sun worshippers.
But nooooo. I have to woooork, And get life experrreeeeeeince.
But nooooo. I have to woooork, And get life experrreeeeeeince.
posted by Pradaprincess at 10:00 PM
1 Comments:
PP,
As a long time reader of your blog (and working on the assumption that you are real- and if not at least playing along with it), I must say that your going to work may be the best thing to ever happen to you.
Granted I don't actually know you, but I know people like you, and their downfall is complacency. I come from a similar background to you, and thus truly understand your mindset. Please continue working at this job for your own good.
You may not like it, but stay with it for awhile, if just to know that this is not what you want to do with your life. Then go get another job. Then another. Eventually you may find yourself doing fulfilling work, regardless of pay.
Take advantage of your situation to find something you truly want to do, but for the love of God please do something, as I don't know how many more "jap raps" I can take.
Love always and forever.
J.Green
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