Oh, the woes of the employed. I find it amusing, in a non-thrilling sense, that the employed are happy with their jobs as long as things go their way. I mean, I understand that's how anyone works, but enticingly so with work. When things go wrong, much like they have recently, I get the desire to just call it quits but rarely do so. I decided to look for a second job, finding several I'm interested in, but only to put myself into another predicament. If I get a second job, should I keep it with school coming up? Would it be worth quitting GameStop to get better hours and pray I get better pay as well? Would I have time to move my schedule around so that I'm not neglecting my Jada or myself; or anyone else for that matter.
I intend on moving out as soon as possible. After living on my own(ish) I have realized I like having my own kitchen, my own living room, my own bedroom (who doesn't) and hell, even my own hallway. I want a house to decorate and show off my accomplishments. A house to hold the things I deem dear and to throw get-togethers in. I want to be able to support myself. I wish to not need any help from my parents though I appreciate it dearly.
I need a better job, but one is technically around the corner after I graduate the lovely feminine-sounding 'Beauty Academy' after 9 months of perms and cuts to do it as a major living. I've looked into Resident Managers, which would get me a free place to live, but a small salary. I intend to live in a house with a yard for my pup, even if the yard is the size of a walkway or the back room at GameStop. I just want something to call my own with the knowledge that I worked for it and achieved it.
We'll see the career path of LinZ in the future. Whichever loop, twist or fork it takes, writing will be a part of it.
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