No anger.
I have been searching for a job for a while, months, and in the past two weeks have applied to fifteen jobs. But I have only heard back from a fews.
And it's all right, but I have to move in to an apartment in Boston in two weeks and I have to have the first and last by Monday. I think I can get it. But part of me wants to say, "fuck it," and go and keep living with my mother and saving money and moving to Eugene, Ore-GONE, or the Ore-GGINN!
But nothing is going well. If I could find a job in Publishing/Design/Writing out west, I'm sold. But in Boston it's junk.
But But But But But But But But But But But But But
Shit.
I have been searching for a job for a while, months, and in the past two weeks have applied to fifteen jobs. But I have only heard back from a fews.
And it's all right, but I have to move in to an apartment in Boston in two weeks and I have to have the first and last by Monday. I think I can get it. But part of me wants to say, "fuck it," and go and keep living with my mother and saving money and moving to Eugene, Ore-GONE, or the Ore-GGINN!
But nothing is going well. If I could find a job in Publishing/Design/Writing out west, I'm sold. But in Boston it's junk.
But But But But But But But But But But But But But
Shit.