My Twenty-Something Quasi-Soap

The change was good! Landed that job that I mentioned in the last post. Nailed it. Best job of my life! But there's other changes too. I think I have a boyfriend. Well, I know I have a boyfriend. I just haven't been able to say it yet. Hell, we're not even Facebook friends yet. (Friend request pending...he's not on there a lot...but I know he's going to approve it.) You know how every time you meet someone, you say that things are different this time, and it's going to be different...but it ends up ending the same way? (Obviously it ends the same way...because it ends.) I know this time is totally different. We met differently. We had a real first date. And then a real second date. Then I got so freaked out that I almost bolted...almost shut the entire thing down in fear of getting emotionally destroyed again. I'm glad I didn't. Things are so...equal. Similar upbringing, shared goals and philosophies, equal footing on terms of marriage (no prev

...because it needs to. This time, for the first time in a while, it's my job situation that needs to change. I finally made the decision to start looking for a new job earlier this year. The writing had been on the wall for a while, and a recruiter just happened to contact me after I had just been denied funding for a Master's certificate program at Rutgers. So now I've been interviewing and such for four months, and I feel like I'm on the verge of something big. At least I hope that's what I'm feeling. It could be pre-interview jitters. It could be that overall sense of a disturbance in the force. Maybe it's that melancholy I feel after a particularly hard night of drinking. Whatever it is, change is in the air, and I hope it's for the better. I'm ready for change. I'm not getting out of my apartment any time soon. Sorority life kinda swallowed me up this winter, and I'm disconnecting from that pretty soon to take a break. My best f