I never really post; I wish I had time or the inclination. This week was tough, even though we had rosh hashannah off and a three day week. I feel like there are a ton of demands made and not a lot of resources or support available to meet them. It's like I'm a teacher in a low-income area or something.
I'm thinking about attending a bar-party for a friend of mine tonight at some karaoke joint in manhattan...I really, really need to find somewhere to go that I like and some friends that I like in turn to hang out there with. I just feel...old. Brooklyn (my part) can be a very young, very fashionable, very *awesome* place, filled with very young, very fashionable, very *awesome* young people that like to party. Trouble is, I dont' exactly have the time or energy level left when I come home from school to go out and get wasted and party. I also have grad school coursework that I've been neglecting.
This is a big complaining post, which is kind of stupid. I mean, I do live in NYC, I do have a job, and I've only been here for five months. Things DO get better, I'm just...tired today. I have been trying to find a new place to live for November 1st, and non one on craigslist is even responding to my emails; super discouraging. Jesse and I are not living together after this apartment...living together has just sucked ALL the fun out of our relationship. It is wayyyy too hard to work as much as we do, then come home and have to be reactive in a positive way to another person who is just as stressed out. We're not fighting per se, and we dont' even think we're going to break up after we move, but I want to feel young, not like an old person who resents how household-inconsiderate her boyfriend is (which, believe me, he is. Like, c'mon dude, just put your laundry in the DAMN LAUNDRY BAG, not on the floor).
Saturday, October 4, 2008
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however much this may mean... I'm sending you lots of love right now. I know all about those days. They can keep a sista down.
ReplyDeletein the immortal words of Tupac: keep-keep-your head up!