I'll see your em dash and raise you one more.

I'm sorry I haven't blogged in so long.  Not that anyone has necessarily noticed. Life lately has been wonderful but so horribly incredibly difficult that I've had a hard time blogging.  I'm sick of sounding so negative in my posts but life just isn't as easy as it used to be.  Good and bad, though, I've decided to post an update of my life for anyone who cares to read but doesn't talk to me on a regular basis.


1) I changed my career path.  I've realized that I really don't like editing that much (at least copy editing) and I can't see myself doing it as a career and being happy.  I have decided to fast forward to what I really want to be: a literary agent.  In order to do that, I have to get a job as an assistant to one.  That means I need to get an internship as an assistant to one.


2) Internships are hard to find.  Lauren's family said we could stay with them in Maryland and commute to DC if we could find internships/jobs there. I emailed 10 agencies one night and... ONE EMAILED BACK!  Granted they only said maybe and asked to see my resume, but still.  That's a start.


3) Money sucks.  There's never enough but there's always a need.  Guess I should just quit my job and start protesting. ;)


4) I don't care about certain people one way or another anymore.  Honestly, they have pretty much just become another person in the world to me.  Kinda sad but it was their choice and I'm sick of letting it control me and my emotions.  I have enough emotions to deal with and I don't need that as one of them.


5) I asked someone on a date.  They said no.  Granted they had a pretty good excuse and began it with "I wish I could but" but still.  Rejections suck.


6) The shift I really wanted at work was given to someone else.  That means the most hours I can get next semester is like... 10 a week. So not good.


7) I applied to be a Writing Fellow.  While it pays more than my job, you only get 60 hours a semester.  Those 60 hours occur in two one-week waves known as "Hell week...s."  Part of me really wants it for the money and the "wow this looks really good on your resume" factor, but part of me is scared.  And unqualified.


8) I don't even know.  I'm so tired.  I just need a break.  Just over two weeks until I get to escape to southern Utah/Vegas for a few days.  HALLELUJAH!


9) I am so sick of writing.  By the end of tonight, I'll have written over 15 pages, completed essays in two languages, come up with a cover letter and resume, and edited about 16 pages written by 4 people. I'm so sick of reading and writing.  I'm dying.


10) I'm still trying really hard to live by this.  It hasn't gotten any easier.