Ok so I'll preface this post by saying that this is more of a rant than an update, but I'm starting to go a little crazy here. Not the "I haven't slept in 6 days, I've been studying physics for the last 15 hours straight, my backpack weighs twice as much as a chubby newborn baby, and if you try to talk to me I will stare you down with my gigantic blood-shot eyes" kind of crazy to which so many of you have unfortunately been subject. Its more like the "Oh god I'm so lonely and I've had too much time to think and I don't know what to do with my life anymore" kind of crazy.
The people in SRC suck. There's really no better way to put it and I guess I'm not really surprised. I haven't spoken to anyone here. The most human interaction I've had in the last week has been through phone calls to LA. And with the yogurt lady at Yumi yogurt.
At the risk of sounding extremely desperate, PLEASE CALL ME IF YOU HAVE A MOMENT FREE I'M BORED OUT OF MY MIND.
Also, I'm reconsidering medicine, for a variety of reasons that are not worth mentioning, which leaves me with the arduous task of 1) trying to figure out what I'm going to do with my life, and 2) finding a JOB. Luckily Stanford has equipped me with the extraordinary and highly useful skills set of a HUMAN BIOLOGY major. Fuck.
So, thoughts on any cool/ridiculous/fun jobs I could apply for after college?? In the last two weeks I've heard everything from a dog walker to a senator, so I'm pretty much open to anything. Except stripping or prostitution. Or drug dealing.
Much love from this end.
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2 comments:
Ani, even a newborn baby that weighs three times what an average baby (6 lb) weighs doesn't come close to half your backpack's usual weight. I recommend you get gigantic breast implants to counterbalance and avoid back problems.
Seriously though, I'll call you around four.
Much love,
Steve
visit me...
we can sneak you in and you can become a healthcare bitch like myself(you'd be far more qualified I assure you)
i heart you and promise to help you find your way through retail therapy as well!
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