Not quite real life.

So, I thought graduating would be a huge milestone. I thought I might feel grown up, or full of knowledge. You know, like the scare crow in Wizard of Oz, "If I only had a brain," and the wizard gives him a degree.

Unfortunately, this is not yet the case. I live at home with my parents, you know, like I did in high school. I'm working the same job I've worked since I was 15 (which would be fine except I have no long term future there). And I'm working what feels like a dead-end non-paid internship. Last year, I had an amazing PAID internship where I was guaranteed 40 hours a week. I got free stuff. Each and every one of us felt important. I got certificates, pamphlets and more direction than I needed. I miss it.

So, needless to say, I have not been able to work on stuff. Nor, would I know what to work on. Maybe I'll start sketching while I'm at work and scan things in for here. Then people (in which a majority are not reading this) can tell me what things they like and don't like.

For now, I have to go to bed. Good Night, World.