The Walking Dead part II

Why does Two days off often feel like i have just slept days for the last 48 hours and otherwise it's just another day at work? oh yeah i remeber, I'm getting ready for the other job and doing a ton of shit for it, as well as it being close to the end of my pay period so i had to go busking last night, I really need to find ways to have breaks without little man, I push too hard and just end up passing out exhausted, but i have goals and determination and dreams and I'm persuing them. time for rest later, I'll sleep when I'm dead. I am seriously still considering the youth jail Job with the ministry but i am leaning towards not being a jail guard... this will be the second time I've turned something down to stay in hamilton, either that's telling of how little faith I have in myself or how comfortable I am here, which isn't true at all... every ten days a little part of my soul is missing so i can never be completely happy here. But going somewhere else for the promise of an oppurtuinity doesn't hold a lot of weight with me right now... plus I don't really want to be a jail guard my current employment makes me feel enough like a jailer as it is. Will decide soon.

Current Mood: Bored.
Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be accepted.

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Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.

Fall Of Cybertron III: Where’s Poochie.

It is very easy for me to fade away and just get bored of other people and politics when games are played. I’m not even fucking blinking when someone else who I’ve done things for, constantly for months with no rewards suddenly forgets I exist. That’s real easy for me to fucking deal with. Con politics, games, asshole people that don’t pay there Fuckin promises from day one? Don’t call my number. I stepped away from this shit once on my own. I have no fucking problem doing it again. I feel used and betrayed, but for me it was a Tuesday. I suspect jealousy and politics but I also know when to stick a fork in something when it’s done. I’ve got no interest being around anyone that doesn’t want me involved in there little cliques. I mean this thing was fun but from day one it was political. I don’t need stress and drama in my life. I can hang up my Wizard robe and move the fuck on. I did a great job of it on my own anyways. I don’t look amateur hour like the rest of them. And I no longer

Fuel Injected Suicide Machine.

Pissing me off is never a good fucking option. I have a life and I don’t need to make fucking sacrifices for anyone if I choose not to. I’m getting real fed up with simply being expected to do and arrange things so someone else can have a fucking escape. This is starting to become a fucking pattern in my life. Some I choose to do for, but others, when I’m starting to notice a fucking pattern? I’m gone. I will always be gone. The fact I have yet to step foot in England when I have a secondary place to stay should speak volumes in terms of this freindship and how it’s no longer even. I’m sick of things only being halfway when I’m trying with certain fucking people and I can bail and close ranks and not give a flying fuck about anyone anymore when I’m not being treated with respect esp. given to mine and my brothers financial situation. I don’t mind making sacrifices but I’m still going to make sure that my main fucking priorities are taken care of. I’m not going to pretend to keep th

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