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Year 3.3

I'm not sure what I'm doing at this job anymore, theres the reality that know one cares as long things continue to be status quo and when someone thinks that we should actually be doing something for these kids for the week they have off from school the prevailing attitude is I'm on vacation, let them sleep in.. oh and the institional barriers such as alarms on every door and motion detectors are a nice touch and makes it feel so much more like home. i guess when it all comes down to it, i need to get away from this city, away from a job that has long grown stagnant, away from false freinds who are only their when they need you... and away from memories i no longer need... somehow you'd think I'd be comfortable here, but i'd rather be in windsor or even Niagara, i was happier there, even tho i have an easy life and an easy job here, the fact is i have no life, and no free time anymore....and for the money i'm making i could find minimum wage anywhere, when I'm starting to doublethink my ethics because of the mickey mouses organizaition or lack thereof, and policies and lack thereof, it's time to seriously anaylize other options that might be more fuffiling and/more make me less frustrated with the system.

Current Mood: Depressed.
I drink to stay warm, and to kill selected memories...

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