Mar 09, 2007 00:56
So, I'm pretty much boned. If we don't sell our house by summer, I'm gonna' have to get a job at some piece of shit fast food place like McDonalds. And since we really have no idea when it will sell, I can't offer a commitment to any place of business, so they won't hire me. Fuck.
Fuck fuck fuck, fuck fuck, fuckity fuck fuck.
Stefan hates me. Which makes it hard to hang out with Paige. And I won't do anything that would make things worse for them. Which means I don't get to see Paige often, rather, AS often as I do now, which is about once a month. Fuck.
Dismissed.