we'll see..

that interview went better than i expected. the lady who was interviewing me asked me what i'm doing right now, i told her that i'm volunteering at sabathani community center and she asked me what i did there, i told her that i answered phones and directed people where they need to go in the community center and answered questions for people that need various resources. then i told her about my work history before that. i said, "well.. i used to be doing data entry but it got boring.. just sitting there on a computer- i like interacting with people and helping them." then the lady said, "OH I KNOW! THAT'D BE BORING! KIDS THESE DAYS DON'T KNOW HOW TO COMMUNICATE! THEY'RE ALWAYS WITH THEIR HEADS DOWN, TEXTING AND ON GAMES!" then i laughed and said, "yeah.. i know what you're talkin about." then i got her card and she said she'd get back to me at the end of the week or monday. i also might have HOPEFULLY scored points when she said she seen i was from st. paul and i didn't live far away from the car place. LUCKILY my lyft ride didn't take long to pick me up and i think i only had to wait 5 minutes or so to be picked up. i got to the interview on time also. that'd probably be the only reason- besides finding someone else- they wouldn't hire me- because my driver's license expired and i got it revoked since no one cares about me enough to help me get it back so i have the appropriate resources and qualifications to live a productive, successful life. i'm not pussyfooting around this topic- that's EXACTLY why. (and OBVIOUSLY no one cares.. because i'm still licenseless after TWENTY FOUR FUCKING YEARS)
so i'm almost positive that my sister reads my blog like it's the newspaper- hoping that she'll magically turn into me since i managed to fuck up my life and i'm slowly making steps to get it back. i'm sure she's looking to see if there's any shortcuts that could help her skip over all the hard work it took to get where i am (i don't get credit for any of it, because it's not directly beneficial to anyone probably)- THERE'S NO SHORTCUTS, FATSY. go get your damn ged, so jobs will actually hire you without having a great-uncle to give you a referral to the job.. you're just lucky jeff actually was nice enough to put up with your shit. you probably fucked that up though- i haven't spoke to you in a long time.. so you're probably scrounging off of mom's social security- talking about how you're gonna get your ged and not even taking the steps to get it. grandma helped me get to where i am today, she tried to help you but ended up getting physically pushed on her ass by you after she stuck up for you when your monkey ass boyfriend was trying to push you around at my apartment a while ago when she was still alive. so i have absolutely NO desire to help your fat ass. same with mom. she used me as a shield when my dad was drunk and mad, so he kicked her but I was the one who really felt it because she had me in her arms- so she held me up (trying to naively tell him that he should calm down but actually trying to shield her dumb ass from his kicks). i have had at least TWO surgeries on my bowel so far and dreams reminising this shitty parenting and the mother from hell has never denied it either.. too much proof. FUCK YOU AND HER. if jessiy's stupid ass is looking for someone empathetic enough to care for my mom (since she cared for me after my car accident)- SHE HAS ANOTHER THING COMING.. YOU care for your crazy aunt if you're that damn concerned about her. i can barely take care of my damn self- I DON'T NEED SOME NARCISSISTIC ASSHOLE WHO DOESN'T CARE FOR ME ANYWAY TO DRAG ME DOWN TO HER DAMN LEVEL. sometimes you gotta be "ungrateful" to actually live a fulfilled life which you can actually survive.