I'm not a grown up
I feel so weird sitting in this office. I hate dressing this way. All I want to do is kick off my shoes and sit indian-style in my chair. I'm listening to the other girls talk about their husbands and children and it just makes me feel so young. Like I'm still 12 years old. But I love my job. I really do, and I'm still thanking God that I somehow managed to get it. I don't know how I got so lucky. Maybe it'll force me to mature a little more.
