Don't kill my optimism yet.
Looking for a job is very depressing.
I have no skills and don't like any of the jobs that I see.
Or don't have the experience for any of them.
I can't even do data entry. And that's just typing in numbers. I type fast and accurately and like putting numbers in order and sticking labels on boxes and putting them in numerical order.
I have many other things to say but the poverty thing is really depressing me.
Just after Christmas, Michael and I had a massive fight. And I cried the whole morning and then the next day. Which is really quite ridiculous and we are on opposite sides of the world. When I thought about how silly it all was I laughed, but that didn't stop me from feeling sad at the same time.
What the hell am I talking about?
I'm going to clean the dishes and not think about jobs. Or my massive phone bill that I can't afford to pay.
I have no skills and don't like any of the jobs that I see.
Or don't have the experience for any of them.
I can't even do data entry. And that's just typing in numbers. I type fast and accurately and like putting numbers in order and sticking labels on boxes and putting them in numerical order.
I have many other things to say but the poverty thing is really depressing me.
Just after Christmas, Michael and I had a massive fight. And I cried the whole morning and then the next day. Which is really quite ridiculous and we are on opposite sides of the world. When I thought about how silly it all was I laughed, but that didn't stop me from feeling sad at the same time.
What the hell am I talking about?
I'm going to clean the dishes and not think about jobs. Or my massive phone bill that I can't afford to pay.