The plan
Ok so I got a fortune cookie the other day and it said I need to get out of my house for awhile to restore my energies. This is the first time I actually feel like that fortune was meant for me. I can't stand living here. I need my own place for a little while. Some thing to call my own. I think it's unfair that I have to sleep in a living room. No privacy, no place to go hide from everyone and everything around me I can't even fucking change in my own "room". I'm just not happy with myself right now. My parents are mad at me and I know they will get over it. But I want to prove to them that I can be responsible for myself. So I guess starting now, I can't drink. I will be starting my second job soon. So if I'm going to be making good money between both jobs then hopefully by march or somewhere around there next year I'm going to move out. Pacific eyes and T's wants me to be a supervisor by January. That meens I will be getting a raise. Mo' money mo' problems. So if anyone reading this by next year wants to move out. Let's do it. Because I need out asap, but I need to save up.