9th
Life…right?
Life.
It sucks so bad right now. I work part time at a retail store. My Mom works her tail off. My Dad quit his job…money is so tight right now, it is unbelivable. We were supposed to have the cell phones turned back on by now. We have no gas in the cars, and no money for gas. I don’t know how Mom & I are going to get to work next week (& this weekend, for me). It seems like we are running out of everything. I don’t know what to do, anymore. There ISN’T anything to do. I think I am most concerned with how we are going to get money for gas. If we don’t have gas to get to work, we can’t make the money we NEED. I’m glad that I get paid on Wednesday. I also have to have shadow shows for my second job done this next week…I was supposed to do them last night and tonight. Since we don’t have gas, I can’t go. I can’t do my shows to get paid if I haven’t done my shadow shows and finished the folder. I don’t know what I am going to do. I am so stressed with life, in general. OH! To top that business off, my Grandma has thyroid cancer. Great, huh? I would love a drink. I would love to go out and just forget about my life. If I didn’t have morals/standards, I would go out, get drunk, and have mindless, meaningless sex with…well, anyone, I’m sure. I’d probably be that drunk. Downside - I have no money, so I am stuck in my house for another night of doing nothing, or “watching a movie” with my Mom…which really consists of me watching the movie and her playing a game on my Dad’s computer. I don’t want to deal with it tonight. Don’t fucking tell me that we’ll do something and then NOT do it.
Hey, life…fuck you, too!
