Oh life

My goodness I haven't written in a long, long time - Shame on me.

A lot has happened in the past while.

People not making up their minds. This absolutely sucks. When you're so completely sure of something, yet the other person just doesn't know. And you feel yourself needing to move on, but you're just not capable of doing so because you don't want to know what you may have missed out on. It's a vicious circle, and I need out myself. I'm holding on to something that's not even there anymore. I write about it and make it sound easy, but it's not. It's a company in which I've grown accustom to.

School starting. I've just begun grade twelve, and needless to say as much as I was looking forward to going back to school, I'm just as excited now to graduate. I've been to one University seminar at my school held by Trent University, and this Friday I'm going to a University Fair in Toronto. Last week I helped out with Picture Day, and grad photos are being taken in November. I am excited, but then nervous at the same time. I don't even want to know when University applications need to be sent out. It's all coming so fast, it's as if I'm living this year just for the next. Decisions, decisions...

Job, or lack-there-of. I've been unemployed since last summer, and I don't mean the summer that's just passed, I mean since last LAST summer. I'm completely broke, and no matter how much I know my parents love me and give me the money I need for things, I feel so incredibly guilty for not having a job to contribute to anything. I've been handing out resumes left, right and center since the beginning of last summer and I've yet to have even an interview anywhere. It's as if I have some sort of plague. I don't understand, I'm a friendly person, I have credible work skills, I'm determined and ambitious. I also have work experience at Brighton Speedway for being a server and cashier, and nothing. Not a single word back from anywhere. I can't rely on my parents for money, it's killing me. I need a job.

Oh life.