How is it possibly Wednesday again? Man, do the weeks fly by!!!
I got an email from my mother yesterday that pretty much said (in a very nice and polite way): I need you to pick a date, and if by that date you haven't found work, I need you to pack up and come home.
I had a feeling that I was going to get this kind of email in the upcoming weeks. But it looks like my parents are just as fed up as I am with the tiresome job hunt. And of course, job hunting at home is way cheaper because my housing, food, and transportation costs would be close to zero. So, for those reasons, my mother makes an excellent point.
So, now I have to set a date. I'm thinking mid or end of July. But then again, a few weeks ago I had decided on mid-June. Everything is always changing. But one thing that I am 70% certain of is that I don't want to go home. I'm not quite ready to face the <American> music. Not yet at least.
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