Wanted: New Life
I need out of this town. Seriously I feel like this place has its thick collegey hands around my throat and is squeezing the life out of me. I'm 26 and in a few months will be 27 and also a college graduate so why am I still in this college town? Could it be that I have a degree in something that just doesn't work right now? I specialized in city design... which at the time I signed up for it having gave up on being a history teaching was supposed to be a booming job market. People were building... people wanted to create places that hearkened back to days of old. Days where the garage wasn't the main part the house that stuck out. Where the front porch was huge and used to hang out on when the summer nights got warm. But what happened was that horrible "R" word... recession. Which has made it hard for me to use that piece of paper with my name written fancy on it to get any kind of job I studied for. So I've had to grab what ever I could... which was selling cell phones. It sucks, its boring, and each and every day I ask myself "why didn't I go to film school?". Sure if I would have done that I could be in a similar situation maybe... but I would have done something with something I love. But I listened to my parents and went with what was supposed to be the safer route. Yeah... safe my ass. So where am I now? An un-fun retail job in a college town that is far cheaper than where I want to be... a large city. Here it's small... in the middle of fucking farm land. Each weekend is the same... go to the same college town bars... listening to the same lame songs... deal with the same lame people. I want a large city. I want to explore. I was hidden restaurants. I want dive bars with interesting people. I want more than one strip club. I want a place where live music is daily and not just when fucking Johnny Holmes comes into town. One day I will be there...I know it will happen. But the wait thing is a bitch. The saving money. The searching for an out is killing me a bit. But I know I would rather die in the search of a happy life than die in the hands of this douchey city!
I need out of this town. Seriously I feel like this place has its thick collegey hands around my throat and is squeezing the life out of me. I'm 26 and in a few months will be 27 and also a college graduate so why am I still in this college town? Could it be that I have a degree in something that just doesn't work right now? I specialized in city design... which at the time I signed up for it having gave up on being a history teaching was supposed to be a booming job market. People were building... people wanted to create places that hearkened back to days of old. Days where the garage wasn't the main part the house that stuck out. Where the front porch was huge and used to hang out on when the summer nights got warm. But what happened was that horrible "R" word... recession. Which has made it hard for me to use that piece of paper with my name written fancy on it to get any kind of job I studied for. So I've had to grab what ever I could... which was selling cell phones. It sucks, its boring, and each and every day I ask myself "why didn't I go to film school?". Sure if I would have done that I could be in a similar situation maybe... but I would have done something with something I love. But I listened to my parents and went with what was supposed to be the safer route. Yeah... safe my ass. So where am I now? An un-fun retail job in a college town that is far cheaper than where I want to be... a large city. Here it's small... in the middle of fucking farm land. Each weekend is the same... go to the same college town bars... listening to the same lame songs... deal with the same lame people. I want a large city. I want to explore. I was hidden restaurants. I want dive bars with interesting people. I want more than one strip club. I want a place where live music is daily and not just when fucking Johnny Holmes comes into town. One day I will be there...I know it will happen. But the wait thing is a bitch. The saving money. The searching for an out is killing me a bit. But I know I would rather die in the search of a happy life than die in the hands of this douchey city!