These are a few of my not-so-favorite things to do nowadays...

So, as i embark on this great journey called real life, my list of things to do-either must or not so much- is growing. Every minute. Every second. of every hour. Now, i am not sure where to start. First off, now that I am done (entirely?) with school, I have to start paying the loans...step one: find someone to consolidate my loans in a considerable rate. Step two: pay it!!!! Step three: pay until there is no more!!!! therefore, time frame of payment is unknown.

But then, in order for me to pay, a job must entail. I am currently (still) in the position of a part time job and considering that the company recently took a deduction, well, is not going well. So, the steps on loan payments are not really in the process of getting done. And then, there's the home projects. the personal projects. and the job hunting.

I must say, for someone who just got out of school thinking that she'll be relieved from work...is totally incorrect. Oh, and of course, to add to the list, the incessant notion of being healthy aka slender and not flabby. That would be my list. Seem short but full of very important things...

Don't get me wrong. I live for listing things. It keeps me motivated and productive. But lately, I just cannot embrace the idea that my list has things that are so....grown-uppy...lol. before it was just simple things listed- clean room, do dishes, laundry. Now, although short and straight to the point, the list has complex things that has sub-list under the things listed already! I mean, like, finding a good rate for consolidation...you call people...decide...keep calling...fill up a form...call....start paying....worry about paying....etc. And that's only under, finding a loan consolidator! There are so many things attach to it! The list just seem to go on forever. And don't get me started with combining all these necessities to my goals. My life goals consist of writing a book and publishing it...and then there's designing clothes. Am I suffocating so much with what's happening that I taking whatever I can to give me air to breathe?!?

Wow, have I gone mad? Or am I completely dreading reality?