Whomp, Whomp....

I'm bored.
With. Everything.
My dad once said to me that he feared that i was "waiting for life to happen" instead of living, and he's right. I am just sitting around waiting.
Believe me though, I am the strongest proponent of taking life by the reigns and creating the life that you want to happen by any means. But of course, this is easier said than done.
I'm just really not sure what I want to do with my life. I've always had this clear vision of myself somewhere in the fashion realm. My goal is to open my own store one day. But then I will be at work, straightening racks of dresses and mopping the floors and I'm thinking to myself "fuck this." This is not what I want. Or I will have to deal with a crazy customer who want's me to whittle down the price of a shirt for her because it's dry clean only and I will think to myself "this is not the life i want". Or rather," I can't live this way."
I think all this apathy and boredom is just a small symbol of a deeper unhappiness? A dis-ease and unrest within myself that I just don't know how to cure.
Ugh, I don't knowwwwwwwwww.
I'm just like so bored.
I am living my life week to week, the only excitement I can count on is a new issue of US weekly. I have to say that despite all off this boredom and monotony I am SO grateful that I no longer have to go to school. I still sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, freaking out that I have homework due or a final to study for. This is the first fall since I was a wee little tyke that I haven't had to start a new year of school! hurray!
But anyways. I just want something to happen for me. Something great to fall into my lap. Let's see how that goes....