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It's amazing how lifting that terrible burden which is university has freed up my motivation to do stuff like write fanfiction and blog. You know, useful things.

Starting next month I actually have a real life internship with my local Congresswoman—unpaid, but I'll take what I can get. This means I need to find another job to live off of, and fast—I've applied to like, Walmart, and I'll probably make the rounds at the local mall. I don't have a car so I'm sort of worried about working late nights and walking home but if I disappear or something, at least climax will probably notice.

The real concern at the moment is honestly grad school applications, which have turned out to be a really horrible nightmare I'm not even one hundred percent sure I'm going to be able to deal with. I don't even know why? It's just so hard! I can only apply to a handful of schools and I'm not gunning for anything all that prestigious (I have weird interests, is why) so ... I don't know how it's going to turn out, to be honest. I get this awful pit in my stomach when I even think of doing anything related to it, which is ... bad. Part of that is just the fucking cost of applying. I am so broke. I basically limped out of college and only with the money my little sister thor gave me.

I need to just sit down and fill them out one at a time. Just! So nervous!