Job vs. Military

I'm officially fed up.
I'm fed up with my mom treating me like shit.
I'm fed up with that shit community college.
I'm fed up with not having a job.
I'm fed up with not having a car.
I'm fed up with being fat.
I'm fed up with guys.
And I'm fed up with bitching about everything. ;-;

SO! It's time for a change. :D
I'm giving everything 120% now. If I can't find a ride somewhere, I'm taking the bus. If I can't purchase a membership at a gym to work out, I'll do it all at home on my own. If I can't get my mom to stop bitching, I'll ignore her. If I can't get these guys off my ass, I'm changing my phone number. And if I can't find a job, I'm joining the military. [And if I can't get the taste of asparagus out of my mouth, I'm shooting myself. ;-;]

That's right.
Military.

Because in all honesty, I have nothing holding me here. I would already be in the military if it wasn't for one simple thing.
I'd like to see the man I love. And if I join the military, I'll never see him.

Sure, we only see each other once a year, but it's better than NEVER.

See, this is what I hate about guys and relationships. They hold me back. ;-;

*sigh*

At least I have a bit of time to make my decision, find other alternatives.
And in the mean time, I get to scare the shit out of my mom with the entire military ordeal.
She knows I want to move out and start a life. A LIFE. But no, anytime my life pursuing involves her driving me around in MY TRUCK, it's the end of the world.
Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck.

I'm going to force her to teach me to drive stick tomorrow. And if she refuses, I'll have Chris do it. :]

But with either choice I make, I'm going to have to start getting rid of a lot of my crap. A LOT.
Hmmm, yard sale perhaps? :o

Chyeah, good luck with that. ._. I'm such a pack rat it's not even funny. And my mom is 10x worse than me. I go to throw out a bunch of stuff I don't want, and she has to whine and cry about it and throw it back in my room.

:/
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This blows.

Anyway, off to do some epic Psychology homework, then I'm going to take one of these nifty sleepy pills. :D

Then tomorrow, I'm hopping on that damn bus to go out and do some hardcore job searching. No more moping around just because my mother doesn't want to take me. I'll show her.

*FLEX!*