I'm not a failure. Or, at least, a very amazing person has decided to take a risk on me and give me an internship. My last entry sounded pretty bleak, and up until this point, things seemed to keep on getting bleaker. There's some sort of message you can extrapolate from this, but the truth is, I'm damned lucky, and a lot of my current opportunity comes down to who I know. I won't pat myself on the back. I'll just work my ass off now that I'm somewhere where people are actually watching.
So last time I wrote, I was newly situated in my Greater Boston Area digs. I'm still there. Got a cat somewhere along the way. Had a birthday. Got a mediocre job, tried for a better one, still working the lame one.
It's a pretty humbling experience to just barely be scraping by. I don't have much of a victim complex, but I was naively and arrogantly self-assured only a few years ago that, by this point, I'd be somewhere important, doing something cool... just because I think I have what it takes, I want it enough, and I make sure I tell that to everyone I meet that'll listen. I was wrong, dude. This shit sucks.
Anyway, I could make this a
Wow, it's been almost a year since I wrote anything here! Probably because I've been super busy between freelancing, finding a new place to live and saving up the money I needed to do so.
I just moved into a new apartment in the greater Boston area, and boy is it nice. I'm currently the poor one, since my roommates both have jobs in the area, and I'm still looking for one. The good part is that they feed me since I clean the place when they're off at work. It's like being a maid or something. It's not as demeaning as I thought it would be. If they'd pay my rent, I'd do it full-time!
Anyway, I'm looking for a more permanent job. Freelancing