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Must...get...out
06 October 2004
I have to get a job. Need to move out. I'm not being kicked out of the house or anything. Just sick of being here, tired of feeling like I'm back in high school, still a kid, and my life is on hold. I need to take control. I'm 23. I need to grow up some. I want my own apartment so bad. I found a good one near my house (I'm not ready to go too far yet). $449 a month for an 820 square foot one bedroom place. That's the best price I've found around here for that amount of space. Even if I was only making $6.50 or $7 an hours I could still swing it. It would be nice if this place had a gym, but whatever. I need to work for a few months before I even apply for it, I guess. I don't know anything about apartments. Since I have no rental or job history, they'll maybe want my dad to vouch for me finacially or something. He'd be cool with that. Man, how great would it be to have my own place? I've never not shared a bathroom with someone my whole life. They have two bedroom places for $499, 1.5 bath. I wouldn't mind having the half bath. It has the bigger bedroom, anyway. One of my friends and I have been talking about getting a place, especially once she gets a real job (she's doing an internship). I'm feeling empowered. Now to get a job. I'm totally cool with having some lowly job in a garden center or some crap. At least it's something, something to do, a way to get some money and move out, a way to get my dad off my back. I need to get over my way of thinking that unless I'm starting up some great career, there's no point to getting a job. That's dumb, though. It's avoiding what I really have to do, which is just get any job, jump in, start somewhere. 14 year olds get jobs? Why does this seem so hard for me?
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