New York? Again?

So I think I've decided on my top four choices for continued education after leaving Mason. 1. University College of London 2. Stanford 3. Columbia 4. New York University. Yes, great. They're all in ridiculously expensive places. Awesome.
You might be wondering, after I did so much complaining about New York while I lived there and after that, why I'd be putting 2 schools located there on my list. Well, I'm a woman, and we reserve the right to change our mind at any given moment. Just kidding, that's not the actual reason. Not really. The actual reason is because I've been giving New York new thought recently. I don't know why, but something makes me want to go back. Of course, I'd do things very differently this time. Not that last time was so terrible, it was a great experience that I wouldn't want to change... but I also wouldn't want to repeat. For one thing the job security while you're an intern? Very bad indeed. Working part time as a reservationist at a restaurant also won't be paying all of your bills. And moving up to a city where you know no one at all? Quite difficult actually. Add to it the pressure exerted from young Brooklynites which makes you feel oddly undervalued and overdressed and the whole experience can be a bit... unpleasant. Regardless of these negative points I also had some really great moments. And it is the memory of these, combined with the exciting thrill of the city as well as the prospect of having an actual purpose for being there that makes me want to give it another go. But if not, Stanford and London are quite nice too. Perhaps even better. I suppose we'll see, won't we? I've still got at least a year and a half to change my mind again.

DEAR GOVERNMENT A**HOLES

I don't think you understand how DULL my job is. Do you realize what it takes to do my job? Basically a robot could do my job with equal skill. Occasionally do I get to use the degree for which I attended 4 years of college to obtain. And that usage? Consists of debating over the placement of a comma. Fuck it, I'll put in a million commas if I want. I LIKE THEM. The rest of my time is spent in the completion of menial jobs. The likes of which compare only to the hours I put in stuffing envelopes in a cubicle as a volunteer for my mother's stupid friend's non-profit.
I staple. I fold. I cut on the dotted line. And while I am performing these skills that we recently bought a machine to do ( seriously, we have a machine that folds paper. I could have cried with joy the day we plugged it in.) I LIKE TO WATCH MOVIES and dream of a better life. I like to chat with my friends and remind myself that it is temporary. That one day this job will end and I will be happy when it does. Secretly I hope the president will shut you down, prefering to make love, not bombs. Michelle is pretty damn good looking. And you are not. You are dull and gray and you have taken away 90% of what makes this job tolerable for me. My ability to watch a movie or tv show and talk to people that I love. If I could, I would quit you right now out of principal. But I can't. I'm stuck here because where else will I find a job that is so dull that I look forward to school starting so I have homework to do? And one that pays for me to go to said school. I'm stuck here for the next 7 months at least. BUT THEN I WILL BE GONE. And I will watch all the movies I like.