Post-Grad Pre-Life

Oh, am I the fucking maid?

Remember that Disney Channel movie Stuck in the Suburbs? That's the story of my life, minus the hot rockstar. 

on the outside.

But on the inside, I'm like:

Don't forget you can also find @postgradprelife on Twitter! 

Just as much sass, fewer characters.

Let's be real, I'm the only character you need, right?

XOXO, 

And this is how you feel about it:

For the past 22 years, going back to school has been like this:

Now, NOT going back to school is like this:

I'm like

Saturday nights were awesome:

Sunday mornings used to be this:

I have three friends from high school, all of whom have fallen victim to the plague I like to call relationships. 

Friday nights in college:

Friday nights now:

...

Getting dressed in the morning is a snap, since no one cares what you wear anymore. Face it. You live at home. No one’s looking.

When still in college: I can't wait to graduate and find a job.

When anyone asks how the job hunt is going: