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My current Facebook status: Candice is hopelessly unaccomplished (and listening to Queen).
Logging on to Facebook does on occasion make me feel unaccomplished (though I don't always listen to Queen). My classmates are either well on their way to graduating and starting their careers, or they've already graduated and are starting life on their own. Some are in serious relationships. Some are engaged. Some are married. Some have kids.
I... am still living at home. I'm a good three, possibly four years away from graduating because I decided to add another major. I work part time selling shoes, I still have the relationship status that I did when I was fourteen (and fifteen, and sixteen, and seventeen, and eighteen...) and I while I never really had this crystal clear vision of what I wanted to be or do once I got out of high school, I feel like I haven't got jack to show for anything. And the thing is, I was hoping that by now something great and amazing would have happened to me so that I could have my moment of "HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?!", 'cause I'm petty like that.
I've never been able to imagine what my life would be like in ten years. I hate when people ask that question, because I don't know what to say. I know that there are things I want to do, but I feel like I've felt for the longest--like my life is caught in this heinous stalemate, that I'm like a hamster running in a wheel and I think I'm going somewhere, but I'm just stuck in this stationery place spinning and spinning. I know that everyone finds their way in a different way and at different times, and I think I'm starting to, but God, I just want to be there already, wherever there is.
Okay, I'll go cry moar later. Like whenever I finish that drawing for my class (PLEASE GOD LET THE STUDIO BE OPEN) and when I finish studying for art history (I WILL ACE THAT CLASS DAMMIT). Anyway: I need to find a case for my Zune and I can't ever find one that is not hideously fugly.
Logging on to Facebook does on occasion make me feel unaccomplished (though I don't always listen to Queen). My classmates are either well on their way to graduating and starting their careers, or they've already graduated and are starting life on their own. Some are in serious relationships. Some are engaged. Some are married. Some have kids.
I... am still living at home. I'm a good three, possibly four years away from graduating because I decided to add another major. I work part time selling shoes, I still have the relationship status that I did when I was fourteen (and fifteen, and sixteen, and seventeen, and eighteen...) and I while I never really had this crystal clear vision of what I wanted to be or do once I got out of high school, I feel like I haven't got jack to show for anything. And the thing is, I was hoping that by now something great and amazing would have happened to me so that I could have my moment of "HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?!", 'cause I'm petty like that.
I've never been able to imagine what my life would be like in ten years. I hate when people ask that question, because I don't know what to say. I know that there are things I want to do, but I feel like I've felt for the longest--like my life is caught in this heinous stalemate, that I'm like a hamster running in a wheel and I think I'm going somewhere, but I'm just stuck in this stationery place spinning and spinning. I know that everyone finds their way in a different way and at different times, and I think I'm starting to, but God, I just want to be there already, wherever there is.
Okay, I'll go cry moar later. Like whenever I finish that drawing for my class (PLEASE GOD LET THE STUDIO BE OPEN) and when I finish studying for art history (I WILL ACE THAT CLASS DAMMIT). Anyway: I need to find a case for my Zune and I can't ever find one that is not hideously fugly.
