It's literally been a year (since anyone posted here) and more (since I personally have), and I'm just happy to be back blogging with you again.
I know we're all so busy, and tbh, I haven't really read Tin's latest posts yet (I'M SO SORRY, HAGUNM!!! YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU). I guess we've all just been going through some, dare I say, shit--a lot of it, I'm sure--from a personal to go as far as a national level. Deep sighs.
Well anyway! As the blog title implies, it's 2018, and we're "adulting". I know, I know, not everyone's a fan of such a ~Millennial~ term, but my dears, where's the lie?
At this point, we're at our mid to late twenties.
CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE THAT???
Last time I checked we were just wide-eyed fresh graduates having a house party, and all we really cared about was is there more booze mi ami?
Now, we can barely even stay awake till 10PM. Party all night? Fuck off. I need my beauty sleep, all 12 hours of it. And if you want to go out, I need to be notified at least three working days prior.
In line with this, (yes, that is in fact one of my favorite formal-mail-to-my-coworker lines), I wanted to discuss with you how I'm finally in the point in my life where I'm looking for a job in which I can foster a solid career.
Would you believe it? I actually know the difference between a job and a career now!
How more ~adulting~ can you get, right?
I've actually been thinking about this idea for the last couple of months, if only for the disasters my last couple of jobs have been.
But I guess what really prompted me to write about this, sharing it with you is the book I'm reading: