But actually, I'm starting work. And it's barely work, I realized that when I saw the training schedule they've got for me during the course of the year.
So basically, I'm trying to tell myself that I'm totally in the world of grown-ups now, with a "career" and all that, but when I get down to it I'm still starting something new, again. In august, again. With CLASSES, again. I'll never be an adult.
But I will get paid. And I won't have to share a bathroom with thirty other girls. Baby steps, spacefem, baby steps. Next August I will have a totally normal adult life, and a furnished apartment. What will I do with my little self? Probably upgrade to real cable TV, that's what I'll do. Then I'll write a book about how, at the age of 23, I finally found out all the answers.
Dave and I went to rent a movie and noticed that Blockbuster has this whole new section called like "Recommended by the Sundance Film Hippies" or something like that. We browsed in it, they had "Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels" which is one of Dave's favorites and "200 Cigarettes" which is the most boring pointless movie I've ever seen. Then I noticed they had "But I'm A Cheerleader" and I was like, "Dave, I want to watch this!" He looked at me like I was nuts and then I was like, "I heard about it online... all my she-net friends totally loved it!" He looked for an exit, but was like, "Okay, if that's what you want," because secretly, I think he kinda wanted to see it too. And it was hella-funny! Very cute movie about lesbians, I couldn't watch it with my parents but Dave and Zach thought it was great. Dave sometimes acts like he's totally afraid of anything having to do with my she-net friends, but it's not so bad.
Tomorrow, I'm gonna go home. Maybe shop for bathroom stuff some more. No more clothes! I will not buy more clothes!