September 15, 2009
My life is fucked up!
I have to get a new job.
I applied at Michaels and Shopko.
And mom said I might have to quit even if I don’t get hired anywhere else. Ugh! I hate this.
Why did I have to hang with Derek this last time? I wish I could erase that. Ugh!
Maybe if I pray it will be better, help me a little. Who knows. I just wish my parents would just give this some time and see how the next few weeks go.
That’s it for now.
Bad night.
Present day me: I like that I wrote about a bad day within my journals. I tended to write more about good things happening instead of the bad so I wouldn’t remember them as much. But, in hindsight I’m glad I wrote about bad things too, it did help me to get out my feelings at the time and help me process through the tougher times.
