Sunday, April 3, 2011

what is it about me

I've been debating about this. Should I. Shouldn't I. Oh, nobody really wants to know. But here goes.

And I'm not saying its a bad life either. I just thought it would different. You know. You graduate, you think oh, college. Its next. Well, its not. Not yet. Anyway. I thought it was, but with the state of everything and my Dad. No. Just not happening.

So I'm not the smartest tool in the shed. That's part of it. But its kind of like this with my friends too. It could be worse. I mean, I could have had a one night stand with some guy and now have his kid, but I didn't. So that's good. I guess. Although, that friend is getting money to go to college.


I have this chance. Wait a minute, its not a cinderella story, or anything. But, I might get to move in with someone. Of course, his girlfriend would be there. Which is putting me off. I dunno if I can do it. But he says it would be better. Of course, he'd get some of my pay from my little part-time job, to stay in the livingroom, with Jake.

Sometimes, I really want to. Especially, Dad all mad. I'm not doing enough. Damned if you do. Damned if you don't.

And my room is in not the most pleasant place. Get one day of really sunny weather, and this is what I get. See, why I want to write fiction?


  1. Well..what ever you decide to do, I hope it works out.

  2. Just save your money. I know it doesn't sound fun. None of it ever is.