There are so many things to do in the world. And I have to work... This can be seen as a terrible method of self-planned torture. Yesterday I actually refused to go to a pub. My morals are corrupted over a dangerous limit ( Read more... )

Jei. Laura has got a job. in a warehouse putting prices to brushs and stuff. I am totally dead already after 3 days of working and my hands are almost bleeding, so I can't even write with a dum keyboard. But my boss is starting to dislike me less and salary hopefully will be an euro more than the normal one because the insanity of my working morals ( Read more... )

My full-time occupation is to search for one. It is so frustrating to have the word "no" echoing in my head where ever I turn. For five days have I now biked around on the quest of economical stability and possibility to fly to Bolivia. I am not liked, but at least it seems to teach me to take "no"s. Before it was such a hard thing to do ( Read more... )