I've been looking back at a bunch of my old entries and it makes me laugh. I was so silly then, and everything was so important. Don't get me wrong, there were alot of tears shed too. I only WISH that those were the only things I had to worry about now. I mean, I don't miss worrying over if someone likes me or not (GRRR...that gets old!!!!) but now, my worries are so much bigger. I need to find a new job. I need to figure out what I wanna do with my life. Why at 31, have I NOT figured that out yet?

You know what I think? I think growing up sucks. I miss being young and cute and flirty and fun. When favorite song lyrics held the answer to every problem in life, and a smile from a boy could make or break your day. When cars were paid off, and bills weren't piled up and you didn't have to save for months to go out for an evening. When if it was a bad day, you had a roommate that you could turn to, who would buy you drinks at the bar, and drive you there too.

Now, it's the same crap, day in, day out. You have to schedule time with friends and boyfriends days in advance, and forget about having someone to drink with on a weeknight. I remember back when Dee and I wanted to be around each other all the time. Now, he never comes over because it's always a work night.

I need out.