I think somewhere along the line after the blog thing came along, I forgot about the Blah Thread. It used to be my favorite haunt too. So I want to apologize to you "Blah Thread." You've always been there for me and when I don't need you anymore, I just forgot about you. But don't worry, I will visit every now and then like I do now.
So let's see. Time to blah a little. I've finally moved back to my hometown. It was a tough decision, but in the end, I wanted to be closer to my family and also to step back from the comforts of my college bubble. I'll admit. Over the years, I sorta shut myself off from my life back home and just lived a sheltered life of boozing with friends, bar hopping in nyc, flying around the world, and smoozing with people I never would've grown up with. That's why I thought it was important for me to come back home and take care of things. I didn't want to forget who I was.
So yes, I'm back at home, single again, and living under my parent's roof. IT TOTALLY BLOWS. I mean, I'm sharing a room with my little brother again and he's on the phone at night with his gf. I'm sure he doesn't like the fact that I'm intruding so I'm not going to complain. I'm in the middle of getting a job, which is harder than I thought it would be. Getting a job isn't the hard part since I was offered one just a couple of days ago and I had another one before I came back home. The one I had before coming back required me to sign a contract. In the end, I didn't feel like committing two years of my life to something. What if I wanted to leave? As for the other one I was offered, I didn't think it was worth my time. So the hard part is finding a job I would like.
So here I am, about to be 23 years old in two days (get the bday wishes ready), with no car, no job, and my dad telling me not to sleep so late if I don't want to get sick. It's like I'm 15 again. Haha, it's ridiculous how you automatically revert back to being a kid the moment you're back at home again. At least I now have a college degree. I guess that means I have a piece of paper that says I'm competent in life.
In other news, there are too many damn kids around. I like kids, but seriously, I grew up with just my bro and me. Having a house full of kids and my cousins coming around with their kids again is just strange to me. I guess with age, my dad wants to open up to family members again.
So yes, this is my blah as of late. Basically I just wanted to announce my bday and get your sympathy. Cause if I don't get a job and a car soon, I'm going to go crazy from being stuck at home all day. I just might have to start whoring myself out. I mean, I told myself I wouldn't just rely on my good looks. I'll get too dependent on that.
So yeah, start sending me gifts for my bday. Remember, I like cotton candy.