Ha, not really. Today I'm taking the the lovely Trish on a boat tour of Lake Murray. Well, to be more specific, the president of the University of South Carolina is retiring soon and my old office (the President's office, ostensibly) is throwing this fancy boat tour thingy for him and his wife as a final goodbye-we-love-you. It's bring your own alcohol and I unfortunately forgot to buy any yesterday, but it's just as well because it wouldn't do to get drunk in front of the President of a university and one's former boss. I'm really more excited about the fact that I'll get to see everyone! My new job is fine, but I don't have the same chemistry with my coworkers there than I did and the Pres's Office. I'm bringing my obnoxious and large paparazzi style camera to harrass/stalk people, but first I have to take a shower and run to Target to get some Much Needed Supplies, mostly paper plates. Rachelle took all of the plates we had when she moved out, so I've only got 3 bowls to work with now.
I'll post a picture later of the awesomely corny t-shirt we're all going to wear during the booze cruise. I need to get going if I don't want to be rushed.
I graduated Saturday with a Bachelor's in English Literature.
I didn't walk, but I watched it online and I have to say I didn't regret not walking like everyone said I would. The only thing I'm upset about is not knowing what to do or what to expect of the future. I mean, I have a full time job and everything, but it doesn't make me happy and I'm not sure what will. I feel like I've suddenly had to grow up too fast...I guess that's why so many people go right into grad school instead of facing the real world. It's not that it's scary by any means. In fact, it's kind of exciting in some ways. What isn't exciting is joining the 9 to 5 crew, only my job is acutally more like 8:30 to 6. I just want to be happy, but I haven't figured out what will make me happy.
My sister's friend Brittany said that I need to find my "day two." That is, I know that ideally I would love to lounge around in my pjs all day and watch tv, but after that "day one" of glorious laziness, what then? I have to find out what will make me happy and be productive to not only myself, but the rest of the world. No one else seems to have much of an idea about their day two either.
All I can hope for is that this first year of being in the working world will help me grow, in the general sense and the emotional sense; I still feel like I'm 16.
And so far I'm not starting things out so well. Here it is almost 1 AM and I'm still not in bed!
