Ugh, where to begin.



I'm getting my Associates soon.  Monday will be my last day in community college.  After that I'm transferring to a public state college.  Livin' on campus!


I got a job working in Seaside.  No, I've never meet the Jersey Shore cast.


I have a new boyfriend.  I was actually dating him when I posted my last journal.


I draw here and there, but mostly I hate everything I draw and rip it up.  Also I disconnected my scanner.



Despite all this, I'm not really that happy and I can't figure out why.  In the last year, three of my friends have gone to the hospital for psychological issues.  It's really concerning that there's something so wrong with this generation that we can't handle life.  That's what it is, too..  Definitely.  They can't handle life.  I can't blame them, life is difficult.  I'm lucky that I have somewhat of a direction in life.  I know what college I'm going to, and I know what I'm majoring in..  I'm dedicated to my schoolwork, but that's all I'm dedicated to.  My friends all opted not to go to college, so they haven't had that direction.  They've all been working a series of unfulfilling jobs and it certainly takes a toll on them.  Sometimes I worry that my own dissatisfaction is because of the same things that make all of them unhappy.  All I know is that being young and responsibility-free really isn't all that great.  I tried responsibility, when I worked six days a week in the summer..  And all I got from that was to watch the restaurant I worked at burn down in front of me.


It's depressingly hard to adjust to entering the real-world.  I take solace in the fact that I know I'm just one of a million and more young adults having the same issue.

Terribly optimistic, I am.  Blurg.