Why?
I was hoping I would be married and have a great job. Instead I live at home making crap. My parents are begin to smoke the same thing my former frikkin VBR Counselor and Ken the incompetent idiot I had to deal with for a year and a half. Why the frik is this happening?I don't where the damn frik to look for work? Something needs to happen. I want to get out the frikkin damn retail all together. I would bark more, but I must minimize the cuss words. I know God is going to take care of things. What the heck, I might even put in an application for that Daycare center. I however would like a job where I don't have to be on my feet. I love children but I honestly can't relate to them.
On a good note, at least people see all the perseverance, but I can only take so much. I live around an environment that causes anxiety.
If anyone reading this prays. Please pray I get a job.
posted by moshpitmarsha @ 8:10 PM
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