why am i still a student?

I had my last day of class on Monday. Uneventful. I'm pretty much not sleeping and surviving off sugar and caffeine, so I'm on a pretty steady high and have no emotion. I'm sure I'm going to crack soon...I can't keep this up for long.

I loved it today when during a job interview, the woman asked me what I see myself doing in 10 years. Really? 10 years? What about 10 days? Because that's the amount of time I have to pull my life together---I need to not fail everything that I've been working 4 years towards, find a place to live, and get a source of income. It also looks as if I'm going to have to get my wisdom teeth removed, too. So do not talk to me about years because at this point, I am not going to live that long since I will have spent my time living on the streets of New York with impacted teeth and not enough money to buy my daily elixirs of grande mocha light frappucinos. In short: I am dying.

Now that I've addressed the elephant in my metaphorical room (God, if only I could just live there), I can get to the other weirdness in my interview today. I'm not so sure it was an interview as much as it was a "OOoooh you interned at my favorite TV show! Tell me all about it!" I mean, I'm glad it gives you so much joy but please give me job, I need money. Other than that, it went well--probably because I've become an emotionless zombie and I find that nothing really excites me these days, but everything terrifies me (homelessness!). It sounds like depression but it's graduation.

I really just want to get some sleep. I think tomorrow night I will have this bottle of red wine sitting on my desk with the sole intention of getting drunk and passing out in my bed by 10pm.

In other news, Myanmar? Geez. I can't even read about it because then I'll get all existential and not even bother studying for finals. :(

In other other news, are we still talking about the 08 presidential election? I mean, isn't it time to start talking about 2012? We have GOT to get a head start on this stuff and analyze the hell out of it. There is nothing I hate more than the lazy media waiting til the last second to get their celeb pundits yelling at each other.

I'm rather grateful that there's all that distraction, though...it gives everyone I know something else to focus on rather than pesky personal questions like "what are your plans?"...and I'm rethinking my response of "being awesome" to "impending doom."

Hopefully the world will end before I have to go look at anymore apartments in Brooklyn or ask about health care plans. That would definitely kill two birds with one stone.