july third 2026
So this is what's been going on. I work part-time at KFC. Have been for the past 4 or 5 months and I'm quitting by the end of this month because I can't take it anymore. I'm writing this as I'm about to leave for my next shift. It's killing me how every single day I wake up and do my things, as I dread the moment I have to leave for work. The problem isn't the job per se, it's that I can't handle studying and working at the same time. (Which is sad and disappointing because it means my father was right.) I met really nice people at my job. But at the same time, the social interactions are actually starting to drain my energy for the rest of the day. I don't have any free time anymore, and I'm losing myself to this job. I can't remember when was the last time I indulged in one of my precious hobbies. But all in all, it did help me learn a lot of time management and organization. I'm passing all of my classes this semester, and thank goodness. I started medicating for my ADHD this year, too, and it has helped me a lot. I feel like once this little employed arc is over, everything will be easy, which is probably not true, but at least I won't be constantly racing the clock every time I think. Some things are going to need my full attention next semester, like my thesis (or starting a relationship with someone if things go well) wow who said that I can't wait to quit my job, just wanted to write something down about how I'm feeling, so I can come back anytime I need to be reminded how miserable it made me feel. I can rest well knowing that it's going to end soon.