#45 or "Weird Turn Pro"

I am thisclose to running away to Mexico.
Or packing up my bags and heading back to the safety of Fort Stockton.
That's right, my plan here is to shirk all responsibility and be holed up in a hotel in West Texas.
WELCOME TO MY LIFE.

So I learned that Christmas is about family.
And that's cool and all, unless you have my family.
In my family, it's like a competition over who gets to ruin Christmas FIRST.
I'm like, congrats guys, you all did.

Ever wonder what's worse than having dead parents?
Parents that you kinda wish were.

Turns out I'm behind on my student loan payments.
Which wouldn't happen if I could get a real job.

But that's not an option for people with those illustrious Communications degrees.
We're reserved for more important things like waitressing and retail.


Oh, and I can pretty much never move out of here.

This is why I'm really set on grad school.
I lack other coherent options.
But if that doesn't work, I'm going to become a nurse.

I don't even feel my usual despair.
Not in the fetal position listening to Stephanie Says or attempting to slit my wrists to the Beach Boys.
Am I dealing with adversity with maturity?
Nahhh.
I'm just super excited that I now own several Tim Burton movies.

#45 - Borrow way too much money that you're not smart or talented enough to pay back. Come up with grandiose plans to pay it back. FAIL AT THOSE.