Poopsicles I say

I have to write to stop myself from going crazy. Also I want to take this blog to a different direction, not so much have it about me bitching and being bitter for all the misfortunes I've had, but rather let the facts be known as to why I am not a happy camper.

Goals to being a happy camper
1. Stop ending my evenings watching "1,000 ways to die" where campers do literally die...
2. Start looking for a way to get into grad school.
3. Find a hobby and do that hobby so I'm a bit more upbeat.
4. Let everyone understand I work at DIRECTV because I have to not because I like to.
5. Sure as shit would like to stop hearing "You have a degree and are working at DIRECTV?"
6. Stop bitching
7. Ask people if they are doing what they want to do.
8. Make more lists
9. Cancel that, lists are for pussy's

Ok, so for the past couple of months I have been sad, oh so sad... The reason for my sadness? Well it isn't because someone took my lollipop, it's because I feel the last 3 years have been a total and complete waste of time and now I find myself in the exact same spot I was at a year before I graduated college. Working at Directv, wanting to jump out of a window... Not to bitch, but you know it was coming, but it sure would be nice to have my work and education amount to something. Maybe I'm just not patient but I would sure like to start grad school now, instead of having to wade in this, ah poopsicles.