ever since i got this caregiver job, i have felt sorry for myself numerous of times, cried numerous times and wanted to give -up, since day one.
every weekend, we tried amusing ourselves, to no success. you get out of the care home, go to a place where you take care of dogs, and get only half a day of frolicking with someone who comandeers your life like it was her own. talk about wanting to gag.
we went to disneyland this sunday. it was chock full of people and long ass lines, but atleast i had the thrill of going on long, fast roller coasters with some not showing you where the hell you're headed to, and one that showed you how fast and you can hit the ground, go back up, then go down again.
just like life, huh?
anyway,
the woman that we crashed our car into earlier last month has an attorney and has called us. telling us that they will drop the charges and shit if we pay them a certain amount of money. they had their car totaled and to my opinion the amount they want from us is double of what the darned ford was actually worth. but of course, i know nothing and the person who knows everything did not get on her toes and did everything fast and wisely. so, now, everyone is crying their eyes out. we don;t have money, and i've been on my job for 3 weeks now, and i'm still way too deep in debt.
this is all so stupidly hard for me.
every single one of us just wants to get as far away from each other.
oh, if only disneyland was really the place where dreams come true.
13 October 2008
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