After months of anxiety and, consequently, inhaling Pop-Tarts like my life depended on them, I’ve finally figured out what I’m going to do after I graduate in *inhales* one year *exhales*.
And, Jenny, I’ve also made the decision, for the both of us, that we’ll have to plan to have children at the same time, so, we can be on maternity leave together. But we’ll have to hold off on that until we’ve asserted ourselves as independent, self-sufficient women. Ariso (sic)?
Fast-forward to two years later: I graduated and am currently looking for work at an art gallery. I have two interviews on Friday.