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It's 4.30, and my mom just came home. She's already bagan ranting about my need for a job. She does this every ********' day. Everyday I say the same thing to her, "Yes mom, I know I need a job. Yes mom, I am looking for a job. Yes mom, I know you hate me, but let's set that aside for now." Today I just go off. She's not even home two minutes and she already is nagging me. I was having a good day, 'til then. But she starts in with "it's your fault you don't have a job"...What the ********. Yeah mom, it's MY fault that we live in a shitty economy, it's MY fault that there ARE no places I want to work around here. That last one I can understand, as I'm picky as to where I want to work, but still. You can hardly blame ME for YOUR choice to live in this tiny ******** town. It's MY fault that the college I was going to decided to deny me financial aid for this year. Lastly, it's MY fault that dad's job was terminated.
I'm sorry I'm such a waste to this family.
I'm sorry I'm even in this family.
 Gizmoto · Fri Nov 05, 2004 @ 09:45pm · 0 Comments |
