Me, Myself, and I

Me, Myself, and I

Friday, August 20, 2010

Dear World

This has probably been the worst week of this month. First someone gets a hold of my debit card information and makes a 139 dollar purchase in Belize City South America. So now I don't have any money in fact I am negative 105 dollars. Then I end up running out of gas to where I had to borrow my mom's car. Then my phone got turned off so I had to borrow money from my dad to get it turned back on. But of course when I picked up my tip share from work my mom made me pay a 107 dollar bill well there goes all my money. So I still don't have money, well I do...but 30 of it went to my gas tank so now i have 20 dollars in my bank account. Well then I find out all my friends are leaving me for when they go back to school. I am covered in bug bites I have a wart on my finger from God knows what and the new hard wood flooring in our house puts little rocks in the heals of my feet. OUCH! Oh and then on top of alllllll of that, John tells me he doesn't want to be in a relationship with me...but he doesn't tell ME this. Oh no he tells my friend and she tells me.
Now time for my positives: I'm going to be picking up enough shifts to almost work 40hours...every 2 weeks. What a life!
Oh! And on top of all that negative stuff...my friend put my car in the ditch which costed me 45 dollars to get it pulled out of the ditch but of course if my mom hadnt have cancelled my AAA card, I would still have that 45 dollars in my pocket.
I'm scared world. I'm scared that I will never get a good career and make good money and find a good husband that isn't an alcoholic or a druggy and we will have a nice beautiful fall wedding where I wear my red wedding gown and have an amazing life together and have a kid or two. Oh wait...that is a fantasy. It will never happen to me. Why do I have to live like this and hope for the best when there are better things out there for me? Oh yeah. Because I don't have the right training or the right education or I have no experience or enough money to work at a place that will support me.
I dream too much. Hopefully someone will come along and sweep me off my feet and probably make things a little easier on me :( good night world

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