Really FAFSA? You’re going to make me claim “dependent” until I’m twenty fucking four years old? It might as well be 34, or 44. Either way, I’m a full grown adult who can literally do anything. Except go to college, apparently.
I’m done with this shit.
A friend of mine asked me a few nights ago: “On a scale of 1 to 14, how much do you hate Salem right now?”
I said 13.5 at the time, but after a few events of the past couple days, most notably a job interview at a bank that ended up not happening because it was memorial day and banks are closed so the door was locked and nobody was where they fucking told me to go after I’d bought new clothes and everything…well, that number has jumped up to an even 15. Off the strangely numbered 1-14 scale. If I woke up tomorrow and the city was burning, I would just calmly get into my car and drive off without feeling anything because, well, Salem deserves it. I can’t even believe I used to defend this place as vehemently as I did just 5 years ago. It’s baffling how devoid of anything this place is.
“If there’s a bright center to the universe, you’re on the planet that it’s farthest from.”
Does anyone know of any jobs writing anywhere? Since it seems impossible for me to get a normal job, I might as well shoot for something I love to do now, instead of putting it off and writing post-apocalyptic “Sex and the City” and “Twilight” fan-fiction and all the other goofy shit I’ve written here over the past 5 years.
It’s so tough to move anywhere interesting though. I feel like my only chance of escape from Salem at this point is if the Imperials send some stormtroopers to burn my aunt and uncle alive looking for 2 gay robots so that I can finally follow that weird old guy to Alderaan to save the princess who is secretly my sister.
That seems like a reasonable plan.
Does anyone know where I can get some droids?
There any Jawas around town? Like during the Saturday market or something?
Preferably for under 15 bucks though, because that’s all I have right now.
Kthx.