If I was a different type of person...
...I'd have shot myself by now.
Sometimes I wonder why I bother holding on. Who knows if the book is gonna get published or if I'm just gonna sit around and wait forever and ever, hoping, doing the same shitty job I hate, living with my pyscho father and the rest of my gutless, pathetic family.
The stupid senior decided to do some coaching - only she's coaching the chick I'm supposed to be coaching. AHH! I hate this coaching thing, its retarded!
I hate my life and I hate my job. The only thing that keeps me going is Ada and the prospect of finishing her story and selling it, and getting out of this hell hole!
Sometimes I wonder why I bother holding on. Who knows if the book is gonna get published or if I'm just gonna sit around and wait forever and ever, hoping, doing the same shitty job I hate, living with my pyscho father and the rest of my gutless, pathetic family.
The stupid senior decided to do some coaching - only she's coaching the chick I'm supposed to be coaching. AHH! I hate this coaching thing, its retarded!
I hate my life and I hate my job. The only thing that keeps me going is Ada and the prospect of finishing her story and selling it, and getting out of this hell hole!