Today was not a good day..
Everyday is different, I know, some days I'm okay, or at least ya know as okay as I ever get. Today wasn't one of those days. I said last time I'd talk about life since I got to back to PA, so maybe let's do that shall we? I came back March 6, I almost said home, but to be honest, this doesn't feel like home anymore, so I've changed it. Ah, the power of backspace!! Anyway, I got back on March sixth, and I thought I knew what was going to happen, stay with my est friend, give her part of my money every month, send the rest down to my boyfriend in Mississippi, work at my stepjerk's bar and go to school for my LPN. I had a plan! Plans are important!! They save us from being lost in the woods, not knowing what the bloody hell we're doing, or where we're going. Yeah...you now that old saying about man plans, and God laughs? Yeah exactly. So no job, I had committed the unforgivable sin of trying to apply for unemployment while down south, so I was too...