Vacation from Earth P1
Well here I am yet again at my wits end.
Does it make me wrong to hate my sibling? I know... I know hate is such a strong word... perhaps loathe would be better?
I've collected and salvaged two scratched dvd's and wouldn't you know it's the only two that can be replaced easily?
On the bright side I still have my two magazines that are unscathed and I can stare at them dreamily like an idiot. ^^''
I woke up today at 5:55 in the morning and quickly used the old superstitions to make a wish. Hey you have to have something to pass the times right?
My ex-boss asked me to come back to work. Yeah... about that.
FUCK YOU!
X.X let me tell you a bit about my situation since I'm talking to an empty journal like a shiztophrenic that has no life and is socially awkward.
I fell when I first started bussing tables and they said my back was fine. I started waitressing like a year later and fell again. All of this was due to some incompetent guy that was supposed to be engaged moving the "wet floor" sign on purpose. He thought it would be funny not to tell me that while I was in the restroom he mopped the floor.
Anyways... I fell and screwed up two disks in my back. Only I've done a lot of childcare and didn't know about workman's comp. Long story short my ex-boss screwed me so I have a shit ton of bills to pay and have to swallow any trace of pride (haha yeah right like I have any of that) and rely on charity assistance for my medical bills.
The real bad news is they won't pay for injections. So I'm sitting here in pain,disgusting with the planet. What happened to compassion for .... oh right. I'm in the wrong country and on the wrong planet for compassion.
My friends even think I'm weird... sometimes they joke around and say I'm another life form. Ha...ha....ha. Yeah I'm an alien that's looking for intelligent life worthy of carrying on after the world supposedly "implodes" during 2012 *Insert sarcastic face here*
I see other people like me... or another people in general suffering. They are good people and it pisses me off. Why do the GOOD people suffer because of the wolves?
I need a vacation... away from my life and away from Earth. I think I've said this before multiple times. I loath it here..
I'm not the crazy one.. my family are the ones that drive people crazy... and everyone in this "city" wonderland is no different.
I guess I am weird... because I'm not out drinking my woes out to a bottle every single night and every chance I get.
I'm not trying to pass judgment either. I just think that this world's a little fubared... It's sad really. I guess I'd rather be weird, socially awkward and compassionate than plastic and fill my life with empty things....
*Sigh*
On that note. Midion demands I write his story and skip working on Children Of Light.
and how can I deny such a face...? I CAN'T ... IT CANNOT BE DONE
*snicker* well...when the shoe fits and the muse calls...
~ASK~
P.s still trying to find a freaking agent. I'm really ready to just publish it myself.