Despite how much I like my Christmas casual job (well, post-Christmas casual now), I must say the task of going to work itself is a real goddamn chore. It's a good job, it's easy and it pays decently--- but the fact that it's a job makes it unappealing enough. I feel so perfectly content, being on holiday--- that freedom of being able to do whatever the fuck I want is sooo good. Making money is so tedious--- I'm far better at spending it.
When I'm sitting in front of the computer sipping soda at midnight, I start thinking of some very strange things, like, "wouldn't it be great if I had a money-tree?" Like, a literal money tree, with 100-dollar bills for leaves. It can't be too big, because if they neighbors see then it'd cause grief to no end. I just want it to be the size of a small-potted plant, and I'll leave it in a corner of the garden where no one will be able to see. I've always hated gardening, but I reckon I'd remember to water my money-tree daily.
Ah, but it's just a stupid thought.
Even though work is meant to be non-stressful, just thinking about it makes me slightly more anxious. I'd be better off on a routine, working 5 days a week and taking a 2 day weekend break. Going to school would be similar, except school comes with a worse kind of stress. I sort of console myself with "many a stupider person has graduated, it'd be a piece of cake", but I'm kinda freaked out and I want to fast forward 5 years again. The only thing I'm looking forward to is not being home--- and maybe having a social life, but we'll see how that goes.
I'm not longer sure whether I want to continue working like this forever or go to school already.
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