poor pitiful me post
I don't know that I'm really cut out for anything in this world.
I don't fall into any stereo types, have any remarkable talents, or have any knowledge of anything important.
I couldn't hack Paralegal corespondance classes. I got bored after 2 books, and gave up. Wasted $3,600 for nothing.
I don't have the patience or the will to go to college (I barely made it out of high school due to sheer boredom) and have no actual skills that will get me anything better than what I have now.
My current job is the longest I've ever stayed in a position. I've been here nearly 2 years, and I'm so completely bored with it, it's not funny.
I'm not content to stay in one place- living in Milwaukee, I always wanted out. Here I am in Tennessee, and I can't wait to leave (though I have made some amazing friends here).
I can write the ideas in my head, but they never come out coherently enough to submit them for a writing position- which is what I would love. The closest I feel that I will ever get to the publishing industry is newspaper delivery.
I can't seem to find someone to settle down with- everyone is either too good or not good enough- and I don't have that high of standards. I'm not afraid of relationships- I just don't know anyone to even attempt to have one with. The one person who I thought was right for me found someone who he is absolutely smitten with, and it breaks my heart.
Woes me, right?
I don't fall into any stereo types, have any remarkable talents, or have any knowledge of anything important.
I couldn't hack Paralegal corespondance classes. I got bored after 2 books, and gave up. Wasted $3,600 for nothing.
I don't have the patience or the will to go to college (I barely made it out of high school due to sheer boredom) and have no actual skills that will get me anything better than what I have now.
My current job is the longest I've ever stayed in a position. I've been here nearly 2 years, and I'm so completely bored with it, it's not funny.
I'm not content to stay in one place- living in Milwaukee, I always wanted out. Here I am in Tennessee, and I can't wait to leave (though I have made some amazing friends here).
I can write the ideas in my head, but they never come out coherently enough to submit them for a writing position- which is what I would love. The closest I feel that I will ever get to the publishing industry is newspaper delivery.
I can't seem to find someone to settle down with- everyone is either too good or not good enough- and I don't have that high of standards. I'm not afraid of relationships- I just don't know anyone to even attempt to have one with. The one person who I thought was right for me found someone who he is absolutely smitten with, and it breaks my heart.
Woes me, right?