I'm in day 3 of my much-needed and much-anticipated Illinois vacation. I'm disappointed that TIME is playing a trick on me because it is going much too fast. My main objective here was to get my head on straight, and reevaluate my job situation and potential school situation. So far, I've visited Northwestern, and I have set my sights on creating the best portfolio to showcase my writing talents in order to get into the school. It's adorable...all of the buildings look like houses. And should I even say that the school sits almost right on Lake Michigan? A Virginia baby's dream...a writer's dream...writing on the beach in sunny warmth.
I have yet to figure out what to do about my job thorn in my ass. I want to stay and "stick it out," but I'm so unhappy there that I would rather pull more down into my misery. I guess that the best thing to do would be to talk to my "boss" about possible improvements to my position. Ha! I almost tricked myself! Good one, Mea! They can suck my dick.
I plan to spend my weekend working on admission essays and figuring out how to get out of this job. It's worse at this possible minute because I already don't want to go back to Atlanta the same way I left. I have faith that I can focus enough to get it together. That, or I can snap and find someone to shoot over some extra Wendy's chili sauce...Then I can take a job as a reformed socialite. And go to rehab...skip the MTV movie awards.
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