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Yargh, I can't stand the bitching anymore! It's like, every night my father has to remind me of al my goddamn shortcomings. I can't drive and it's my fault and is going to continually be my fault because I a) did learn before when he had to force me to get a license. b) Don't learn now despite his continual insistence that it'll take me 3 months of learning on local roads before I can even think of driving on the freeway and despite me asking him to take me later today, this afternoon. Or last afternoon. whatever. I've been holed up in the school for alternating 24 hours getting my reel done and now it's my fault that I haven't packed up my whole apartment, cut off the utilities and basically moved down to Houston yet. It's my fault for not going to a better school and it's also my fault for being obscenely fat and not having the time to exercise because there's that 24 hours period when I'm not working my ass off. My bad for worrying about getting a job and not packing when my lease is up AT THE END OF NEXT MONTH.
Honestly, Damn. I've friggin moved before ok. I know how to pack my shit up. Hell, Half my shit is still in boxes. I live in an itty bitty studio for christ's sake. I don't think I could have that much shit to begin with. When I look for a job, it's complaints that I need to pack. Seriously, I don't think my parents want me to find a job up here anyways. They just want me to tra la la back on home and go to friggin law school.
Whatever. Fuck this. I'm gonna fuckin get a job up here and watch them do whatever else they can to make the rest of the time up here confirm that I never wanna move back goddamn it. If I have to move back I'll just have to hear about how I wasted time and shit up in san francisco and hella snide ass comments about just me generally being a waste.
Fuck That.
p.s. sorry about the angry post. needed to vent a lil
Honestly, Damn. I've friggin moved before ok. I know how to pack my shit up. Hell, Half my shit is still in boxes. I live in an itty bitty studio for christ's sake. I don't think I could have that much shit to begin with. When I look for a job, it's complaints that I need to pack. Seriously, I don't think my parents want me to find a job up here anyways. They just want me to tra la la back on home and go to friggin law school.
Whatever. Fuck this. I'm gonna fuckin get a job up here and watch them do whatever else they can to make the rest of the time up here confirm that I never wanna move back goddamn it. If I have to move back I'll just have to hear about how I wasted time and shit up in san francisco and hella snide ass comments about just me generally being a waste.
Fuck That.
p.s. sorry about the angry post. needed to vent a lil