myself
I fell like I have nothing good to say every time I write in my journal. I feel bad about it. I want to write good things about people and let them know how great everyone in the house is but I can't help it there is just so much stress on me. I had to ask the lady of the houses friend if we could start building a wall on to my room tomorrow. I can't handle people being dick heads in this house all the time. Now one of the girls that live here her boyfriend has just moved in. That's more stress to my day. now we have 9 people that live in this house including me, and I'll need a ride to work and so will everyone else. I just need a damn bike. that way I can do things myself. I hate all this i want to run away. I'm trying so hard to do things that will make me happy but that's so hard when I have to make everyone else happy. I have a job to do and well I know my project for work is going to fail because I can't rely on people. and on top of that I don't get pais a lot and I would like to by some things for myself. I think that I am going to ask my mom to take me shopping for clothes not expensive ones but clothes that will look good and make me feel better.