When did growing up start to become so hard? Where was the transition from school kid to full blown adult who has to deal with problems yourself? I don't remember it happening.
Being an adult sucks. You have to worry when you're an adult.
Currently I'm worrying about where on earth I'm going to live next year. My flatmates, who I thought were friends, end up saying they don't want to flat with me next year. Oh, but they're staying in the flat that I found for them. No sweat. But if I were to stay, they'd easily move. Their reason? I'm sad. Heh. a) I had surgery this semester, b) my aunt is actually DYING and c) I have no one to talk to. Would have been nice to have someone to talk to, no? Some support maybe? Selfish.
So when I get back from my summer job, I get to sleep on a friends couch and try and find a flat that needs me. I finish work pretty much the week before I start classes. When am I going to be able to do that? To find a bed, a room, a life?
Things would be so much easier if I weren't by myself.
But I guess life happens, right? You have to get through it one way or the other. Hopefully some good will eventually come my way. Maybe my karma will change. I've always been good to people, yet nothing good really comes my way.
Being an adult sucks. You have to worry when you're an adult.
Currently I'm worrying about where on earth I'm going to live next year. My flatmates, who I thought were friends, end up saying they don't want to flat with me next year. Oh, but they're staying in the flat that I found for them. No sweat. But if I were to stay, they'd easily move. Their reason? I'm sad. Heh. a) I had surgery this semester, b) my aunt is actually DYING and c) I have no one to talk to. Would have been nice to have someone to talk to, no? Some support maybe? Selfish.
So when I get back from my summer job, I get to sleep on a friends couch and try and find a flat that needs me. I finish work pretty much the week before I start classes. When am I going to be able to do that? To find a bed, a room, a life?
Things would be so much easier if I weren't by myself.
But I guess life happens, right? You have to get through it one way or the other. Hopefully some good will eventually come my way. Maybe my karma will change. I've always been good to people, yet nothing good really comes my way.
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