Sitting, Waiting, Wishing. Finally Moving Out of My Parent’s House.

Like most college graduates I moved home after graduation. Job prospects were slim and my parents weren’t willing to fund my post-graduate lifestyle in San Diego with my friends (not that I wanted them to. I never planned to stay there). So I packed my life into my Toyota Yaris, said my tearful goodbyes to…

Over It (or something like it)

So I’m sitting at my desk stupidly smiling to myself. You may ask why I have this huge grin on my face and a general feeling of satisfaction. Well, have you ever had that feeling despair upon seeing your ex with another girl? It almost feels like for that brief second you get the wind…