Confessions...

[jitterbug13]

Confession #1: As many of ya'll may know, I don't like my job. AT ALL. But now I feel physcially sick every time I go there or even think about it. I have waisted over a year of my life trying to make this work and I can't see myself waiting for the next 3-5 years. And I don't get paid much (between $60-350 a week depending on how busy it is and lately, I've been working once a week). My dad talked me into leaving the job I was at (which I was getting ready to leave anyway) to do this one and now I realized it was for political reasons. I'm in the third generation in doing this job but the first female and first to do this particular job. Everyone says they're proud of me but I'm not proud of myself. I'm even ashamed to tell people what I do. Which leads up to...

Confession #2: I don't know what to do with the rest of my life. In college, I thought I was postive I was going to be a newspaper reporter. But back then, I had doubts, but small ones. Then I started working as a reporter and it eventually became the first job from Hell. The editors were very nasty and it was so bad that I cried just about ever night and became physically and emotionally tired. Becasue of this, I don't know if I want to go back into it. I started taking Master's classes in public relations but there are days I have doubts about that. I have thought of being a libarian, travel agent, event planner or owning my own para shop. I know I need to sit down to figure out what I need to do.

Confession #3: I like my Kappafriend, but my interest has been waining the last few weeks. We met in college several years ago and we had fun. He started going with a girl who used to live down the hall from me and I think she broke his heart (he rarely talks about it). We got together twice in the last few months but he's getting ready to move to Atlanta this weekend. It's hard getting in touch with him. I'll call and he's doesn't call back. He says he's busy but sometimes I have to wonder about that. I know there are other females intersted in him but he said that I was the only one he was interested in. A part of me tells me to move on but another wants me to see what will happen next. With him I feel like a doll on a shelf: he picks me up when he needs me. But there maybe one day he'll look for me and I'll be gone.

Sorry this is so long!

[MsFoxyLoxy77]

Originally Posted by jitterbug13

Confession #1: As many of ya'll may know, I don't like my job. AT ALL. But now I feel physcially sick every time I go there or even think about it. I have waisted over a year of my life trying to make this work and I can't see myself waiting for the next 3-5 years. And I don't get paid much (between $60-350 a week depending on how busy it is and lately, I've been working once a week). My dad talked me into leaving the job I was at (which I was getting ready to leave anyway) to do this one and now I realized it was for political reasons. I'm in the third generation in doing this job but the first female and first to do this particular job. Everyone says they're proud of me but I'm not proud of myself. I'm even ashamed to tell people what I do. Which leads up to...

Confession #2: I don't know what to do with the rest of my life. In college, I thought I was postive I was going to be a newspaper reporter. But back then, I had doubts, but small ones. Then I started working as a reporter and it eventually became the first job from Hell. The editors were very nasty and it was so bad that I cried just about ever night and became physically and emotionally tired. Becasue of this, I don't know if I want to go back into it. I started taking Master's classes in public relations but there are days I have doubts about that. I have thought of being a libarian, travel agent, event planner or owning my own para shop. I know I need to sit down to figure out what I need to do.

Confession #3: I like my Kappafriend, but my interest has been waining the last few weeks. We met in college several years ago and we had fun. He started going with a girl who used to live down the hall from me and I think she broke his heart (he rarely talks about it). We got together twice in the last few months but he's getting ready to move to Atlanta this weekend. It's hard getting in touch with him. I'll call and he's doesn't call back. He says he's busy but sometimes I have to wonder about that. I know there are other females intersted in him but he said that I was the only one he was interested in. A part of me tells me to move on but another wants me to see what will happen next. With him I feel like a doll on a shelf: he picks me up when he needs me. But there maybe one day he'll look for me and I'll be gone.

Sorry this is so long!

Are you living my parallel life sistergreek?
1. I'm just using the job I'm at now to pay and save for when I leave and forget about the job before that one.
2. I just got a great GRE score but I'm not sure what to do with the rest of my life.
3. I've been a business major since highschool but when I entered sales I ran into some serious ethical conflicts and will not be pursuing an MBA.
4. As for your Confession #3 I'll just keep that to myself for now.

[jitterbug13]

^^^^That was me a few months ago.

Confession #1 has been solved: I started a new job as a library assistant three weeks ago and have been really enjoying it. I was so happy leaving my old job and sometimes I realize that I am no longer there and that I am started to live the life that I want for myself. Even though I had to move and pizz off my parents in the process, I'm glad I did it.

Confession #2: I am begining to realize that I do want to become a librarian and will soon start getting ready to take the GRE so I can enroll in graduate school. And in most cases, don't have to leave work to do it. They will even help me pay for school.

Confession #3: Kappafriend and I have been talking more and trying to support other. His father died last month and his aunt a little more than a week ago. He's been in his hometown since his dad passed and we been talking a few times a week. I hope this doesn't change when he moves back.

[Dionysus]

TTT-I like this thread.

I'm kind of cheap. For halloween, instead of buying a costume like everyone else, I grabbed a name tag and wrote my name, and came as myself.

I flunked my driver's exam twice. That d*mn parallel parking is what held me back.

I don't wash my hands after taking a 3 a.m. pee. I'm going back to bed, why does it matter?

[raggann03]

I don't post much but I'll go with this...

I became engaged earlier this year, several months later we came to a mutual decison that we need a real break from each other. Fast forward a couple of months, I find out that the he had been seeing this other chick for a couple of months and been sleeping with several others. I find this out through an anonymous email from who else...the girl he is sleeping with, but she disguises herself be claiming to be a member of my sorority
it gets ugly but I remain the calm collected lady that I am.
My confession...I want to smack that b****!!!, slash some tires and just get all out ghetto on their a**!!

whew! I feel better already

[AKA_Monet]

Originally Posted by raggann03

I don't post much but I'll go with this...

I became engaged earlier this year, several months later we came to a mutual decison that we need a real break from each other. Fast forward a couple of months, I find out that the he had been seeing this other chick for a couple of months and been sleeping with several others. I find this out through an anonymous email from who else...the girl he is sleeping with, but she disguises herself be claiming to be a member of my sorority
it gets ugly but I remain the calm collected lady that I am.
My confession...I want to smack that b****!!!, slash some tires and just get all out ghetto on their a**!!

whew! I feel better already

My confession would be I'd do it to my car and then say homegirl did it and include her biatch assed email with it to Homeland Security...

[pinkies up]

One time, when I was young and dumb, I caught my then boyfriend at some chick's house. I knocked on the door and asked the girl to tell him to come to the door. His scared @$$ never came, so I took a crowbar from the trunk of my car and went to work on his precious Acura legend. Of course I denied it to the end. I even had "witnesses" that said I was with them. Anyway, he was so mad in court, he cussed me out and that made my defense that I was terrified of him and that he had been threatening me that much sweeter. He was sentenced to anger management and was told that if I ever reported to the police that he was harassing me, he would be in jail. Ahhhh, revenge is so sweet.

[raggann03]

Originally Posted by AKA_Monet

My confession would be I'd do it to my car and then say homegirl did it and include her biatch assed email with it to Homeland Security...

Hmmmmmm.....