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Writer's Block: Winter vacation

Share one thing you’d like to accomplish before the end of the year.


Get a job that pays decent wages and doesn't make me want to shoot myself in the face.

My life since graduation

-Nine months of unemployment
-Eight months working retail
-One month working data entry (for wages only slightly better than the retail job)

And now I'm right back where I started: Unemployed. I know I've made my share of mistakes, but I don't think I deserve a life of continuous misery.
What is your favorite Disney movie?


Beauty and the Beast. Call it Stockholm Syndrome all you want; I'll still love it to bits.

Writer's Block: Courage under fire

What is the accomplishment that you are most proud of?


Working in retail for eight months without losing my mind? Honestly, I don't feel like I've accomplished anything worthwhile.

Writer's Block: Riddle me this

What is something that just doesn't make sense to you?


Religion. 'Nuff said.

Pottermore

Finally got my welcome e-mail today! Feel free to add me -- MoonGhost199. :D

BTW, I'm in Slytherin. o_O Unexpected, but I'm cool with it.

Writer's Block: Eraser dust

If you could delete one thing in life from ever existing what would it be, and why? (e.g., paper not being invented or the color ‘blue’)


E-books. I know they're cheaper and more convenient than print books, but I grew up reading print books, and it breaks my heart to see them being replaced.

Writer's Block: 9/11

Where were you?


School. I was in Eighth Grade. I walked into English and Mr. Mahaffey was sitting at his desk, watching the news. He said, "Somebody blew up the World Trade Center again." We spent the rest of the day watching coverage of the attack in all my classes. Two months later, when I went to NYC with my family, there was still smoke coming from the buildings.

I can't believe it's been ten years. My heart goes out to everyone who lost someone on 9/11/01.
So, apparently, I'm not supposed to be hurt when people say hurtful things to me. I'm supposed to just say, "Yeah, whatever" and move on. Thanks for the advice, Mom, but that's not how I operate. I don't see why I should have to passively take abuse. Oh, and thanks for trivializing my feelings by telling me how much worse you have it. It's nice to know you care so much.