I feel that, more and more, I am slowly wasting away. Ever since I ended the exhausting yet exciting days of doing graduate school interviews (cramming in all my hours at the clinic and cognitive skills training center in whatever days I'd be in town, and then flying out and doing whatever), things have become increasingly routine and monotonous.
I have decided that I am not yet ready for the 9-5. At the clinic, I work 9-5 on Mondays and Tuesdays, then 9-1 on Wednesdays and Thursdays. This schedule is tolerable and even enjoyable. Occasionally, I work 9-5 on Monday-Wednesday, and by the end of the day on Wednesday I find myself completely bitter and restless. I recently decided that I would die in the real world.
...Which makes it a very good thing that I'll be starting school again in the fall. If only I were more excited about the move. Things contributing to my current anxiety: 1) Still trying to secure that internship (required in my curriculum), 2) Haven't found an apartment yet (today is July 14th and I plan on moving... IN A MONTH). Other little details exacerbate both situations. Holy crap, I think I am royally fucked.
In better news, I was out earlier tonight to pick up some Dark Knight tickets with Tomato at the Spectrum. Saturday morning, IMAX... IT WILL BE AWESOME, I assure you.
Yesterday, Tomato and I were at Tully's and he helped me come up with a list of Must-Do's before I go to Boston. Those activities are as follows...
1) one more (weekend?) trip to SD
2) clubbing
3) beach bonfire
4) Rock Band party
5) Universal Studios (or other theme park that I haven't been to in ages)
6) karaoke
7) Balboa Island (preferably by bike to the ferry)
8) night trip to Blackstar Canyon
9) Raging Waters (or other water park)
10) hiking and picnic
11) the OC Fair
12) wine tasting
13) barhopping in Balboa peninsula
...and of course, a bunch of restaurants.
This list is going to help me through the increasing monotony of work.
