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Working overnights gives a person a lot of time just to sit and think about everything and nothing. It's the most boring way to pass the time yet the most rational. I hate thinking. It forces me to confront things I'd rather not.
Like can I really handle this job when all I want to do is yell at my residents. Seriously, it's a love/hate relationship with some of these people. One second you're wanting to adpot them and the next you're trying to convince yourself that beating them is NOT worth going to jail over. It takes a lot of convincing some days.
Or am I doing the right thing by spending all my time working. Don't get me wrong, I'm as money driven as the next person. Don't lie to yourself, you know you love money too. Face it we're a greedy bunch of people. So, I offically have two jobs now. And I'll be taking a few classes at the college. No, I don't plan on sleeping. I'm actually kinda excited about having money to pull my fat ass out of debt. Seriously, I have no idea what that'll feel like. Good hopefully. I'm sick of being ass raped by bills. Papercuts hurt.
It also gave me time to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life. That's right, folks, I've actually figured it out. Shocking, right? Get this, despite the fact I detesed Newpaper class in high school, I've decided that I want to be a journalist. Go me! I want to write a speciality magazine, history maybe or anime would be fun too. That part I can work out later. Hey, be proud I figured this much out. Hell, I am.
What about the rest of my usual ranting? Actually, it's all working out well enough. Marlo and I are getting along smashingly. We've got a huge Holiday Party planned for this weekend. There's all ready been drama, as always, but we're handling it like adults which is always an improvement.
I've been spending a lot of time hanging out with Alexander, Amanda, and some of their friends. It's been kinda nice. Marlo and I are still pretty reclusive but we're getting better. It's been fun. It's funny, but I feel very unattached to the people that a few months ago were some of my closest friends. I'm not really sad about it, it's just very much a part of life. People grow and change and move on. So is life.
Family is going well enough. I really think Anna and Kenny are going to go through with the split this time. Anna says they're draining each other. I can totally understand. My parents are doing well. And my brother is moving up from Mitchell this weekend actually. I'm pretty stoked to have my whole family back together. I figured we were to damn close knit to not be with in a twenty mile radius of each other.
It's insane, but, for a chance, I feel actually in control of my life. I don't want to get my hopes up or anything but I really feel like everything is finally going to work out. Hell, maybe I'll finally stop drowning.
I never get my hopes up though. I don't want to be disappointed if it blows up in my face. I don't think it will, but you never know.
So, how to sum this up. Work sucks. Changing is a part of life. Friends come and go. My family has boundry issues. Having a plan takes a load off my mind. And. . . . I might survive the winter.
Oh, yeah, negitive temps. blow ass.
So, stay warm. Take the night off, get a little tipsy and deal with the curve balls that are coming your way.
Like can I really handle this job when all I want to do is yell at my residents. Seriously, it's a love/hate relationship with some of these people. One second you're wanting to adpot them and the next you're trying to convince yourself that beating them is NOT worth going to jail over. It takes a lot of convincing some days.
Or am I doing the right thing by spending all my time working. Don't get me wrong, I'm as money driven as the next person. Don't lie to yourself, you know you love money too. Face it we're a greedy bunch of people. So, I offically have two jobs now. And I'll be taking a few classes at the college. No, I don't plan on sleeping. I'm actually kinda excited about having money to pull my fat ass out of debt. Seriously, I have no idea what that'll feel like. Good hopefully. I'm sick of being ass raped by bills. Papercuts hurt.
It also gave me time to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life. That's right, folks, I've actually figured it out. Shocking, right? Get this, despite the fact I detesed Newpaper class in high school, I've decided that I want to be a journalist. Go me! I want to write a speciality magazine, history maybe or anime would be fun too. That part I can work out later. Hey, be proud I figured this much out. Hell, I am.
What about the rest of my usual ranting? Actually, it's all working out well enough. Marlo and I are getting along smashingly. We've got a huge Holiday Party planned for this weekend. There's all ready been drama, as always, but we're handling it like adults which is always an improvement.
I've been spending a lot of time hanging out with Alexander, Amanda, and some of their friends. It's been kinda nice. Marlo and I are still pretty reclusive but we're getting better. It's been fun. It's funny, but I feel very unattached to the people that a few months ago were some of my closest friends. I'm not really sad about it, it's just very much a part of life. People grow and change and move on. So is life.
Family is going well enough. I really think Anna and Kenny are going to go through with the split this time. Anna says they're draining each other. I can totally understand. My parents are doing well. And my brother is moving up from Mitchell this weekend actually. I'm pretty stoked to have my whole family back together. I figured we were to damn close knit to not be with in a twenty mile radius of each other.
It's insane, but, for a chance, I feel actually in control of my life. I don't want to get my hopes up or anything but I really feel like everything is finally going to work out. Hell, maybe I'll finally stop drowning.
I never get my hopes up though. I don't want to be disappointed if it blows up in my face. I don't think it will, but you never know.
So, how to sum this up. Work sucks. Changing is a part of life. Friends come and go. My family has boundry issues. Having a plan takes a load off my mind. And. . . . I might survive the winter.
Oh, yeah, negitive temps. blow ass.
So, stay warm. Take the night off, get a little tipsy and deal with the curve balls that are coming your way.