Swingin'.

Grawr.

That's all I can really say right now.


I am unhappy not because of anything wrong with my life, but because of my frustration about not being able to help the people around me.
I hate that my best friend is depressed and that I can't do anything about it except get frustrated and worried about him.
I hate that friends from years past are finding their ways back into my life and can only talk to me about "wow, yeah, this person we used to be friends with is a bitch, don't you think so?"


Okay, I guess I am kind of unhappy about my life, too. I've been upsetting my mom a lot lately because I've been talking about how I need to get out of the house. I love her to death, but I need to get away from some of my family members, namely my dad. I'd do anything to make my mom happy, and I really do appreciate the fact that she'll let me stay at home for however long I need, but I just can't stay. Once I get together money and roommates, I have to go.

Which brings up another issue. My job at Albertsons fell through for one reason or another, and 99% sure I finished my last paid day of work at the JC last week, so I'm a bit stuck.
I'M HAVING NO LUCK GETTING HIRED!

My mom's going to help me get my B Tech Liscence so I can get a well paid job at a pharmacy, probably at walgreens or something like that.
Here's to hoping it works.