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sometimes i wonder why people bother. just lately things have REALLY been getting to me, and i'm realising some stuff.
The first thing i've learnt is nothing but a matter of logic and common sense. How can you possibly be poor, so poor that you haven't got a can of soup to share between you, and then so rich and spoilt that you can have whatever hairdo in the world that you want and go wherever you want no matter how much it costs. Answer? Because in all honesty you probably aren't that bad off at all.
I hate, (yes please note, hate) feeling like a whinger. Cos yes, haha, i do whinge. I sincerely hope in the future though, that some of you know how it is to go in dirty clothes for two weeks because nobody can afford a cheap box of washing powder. And i hope you know how it feels to be sending your siblings to school with nothing for lunch. I hope you all know how it feels to live in a house thats smothered in floor to ceiling damp cos nobody can afford to put it right, and a family member thats choking to death with asthma because of it.
I hope you know what it is to be slaving away all day and all week full time for £70 like i did, and now i'm only on £3 an hour AFTER a payrise.
One day i hope that your parents come grovelling to you at Christmas to ask you for a loan of money so that your brother and sister can have a present or two each. Because this is the shit that's upsetting. This is what's called being hard up. This, is difficulty, and yeah this, isn't absolute bullshite.
I don't feel big or clever for admitting my family have no money, but I do feel proud that i don't feel i have to milk it and lie through my arse about it for a bit of attention when it suits.
The first thing i've learnt is nothing but a matter of logic and common sense. How can you possibly be poor, so poor that you haven't got a can of soup to share between you, and then so rich and spoilt that you can have whatever hairdo in the world that you want and go wherever you want no matter how much it costs. Answer? Because in all honesty you probably aren't that bad off at all.
I hate, (yes please note, hate) feeling like a whinger. Cos yes, haha, i do whinge. I sincerely hope in the future though, that some of you know how it is to go in dirty clothes for two weeks because nobody can afford a cheap box of washing powder. And i hope you know how it feels to be sending your siblings to school with nothing for lunch. I hope you all know how it feels to live in a house thats smothered in floor to ceiling damp cos nobody can afford to put it right, and a family member thats choking to death with asthma because of it.
I hope you know what it is to be slaving away all day and all week full time for £70 like i did, and now i'm only on £3 an hour AFTER a payrise.
One day i hope that your parents come grovelling to you at Christmas to ask you for a loan of money so that your brother and sister can have a present or two each. Because this is the shit that's upsetting. This is what's called being hard up. This, is difficulty, and yeah this, isn't absolute bullshite.
I don't feel big or clever for admitting my family have no money, but I do feel proud that i don't feel i have to milk it and lie through my arse about it for a bit of attention when it suits.