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I had to go with my Mom to this place that sells pottery. (I had to help her carry the heavy stuff into the car.) Anyway, the lady who runs the place is real nice. She asked me about how my job went, and I couldn't lie, so I said "The hours are short and the pay is low". Well, she kept telling...

Personally, I'll have to go with an online forum. On a place like this, you can complain about whatever you want, and if someone care enough to respond, they will. You can talk to people who are going through something similar to what you are going through, and sometimes, that's good enough...

..is the passage of time. I don't mean to sound like a pseudo intellectual or anything, but time scares me more than anything. Here it is nearly 1/4th of the way through the year that just recently was "new" and I'm still working this crummy job which might not exist come summertime. I'll be 21...

It's been a hell of a week. Monday morning I woke up from an unpleasant dream. I won't go into it, but it made me worry more than usual about this lousy life I'm stuck in. It made me want to change it, but I knew I never could, and that scared me. So the next day, or maybe the day after that...

Okay, don't laugh, but I feel proud of myself. Actually, I felt proud of myself last week. Last week, I was sent home from work sick. They suggested I stop at the dollar store to pick up some medicine for myself. The store was only a few blocks away from work, but it was a place I had never been...

I know nobody cares to read me talking about myself, but I guess I want to get things off my back. If you want to read it, fine. My life is about as basic and simple as it gets. I'm 20, and I work a thirty hour a week job as a cook at a Senior Center, I drive a car that I'm still paying off to...