Pitty Party

Okay so I have officially been out of the job for four days. It really sucks, I don't know what I am going to do. I have no money coming in and I have no idea what I am going to do. I gave my brother 140.00 towards the rent when all he needed was 125.00. I asked him for the 15.00 back and he said he didn't know how much was in his acct. I am never going to see that 15.00 again. I still have one more half a paycheck coming in and I still have to file for unemployment see if I can get anything until I can find a new job.
I have been looking online at different jobs for different companies. Of course I have no collage education and the only experience I have is five years at McDonalds and 2 and half months at Suncoast. I don't want to work in a call center again. I don't like being yelled at especially for things that are not my fault. You messed up your acct you are the only person you should be mad at. It's not my fault you don't know how to read a statement. IF YOU HAVE THE INFORMATION ON THE STATEMENT IN FRONT OF YOU WHY ARE YOU HAVEING ME LOOK UP THE STATEMENT TO TELL YOU THE TOTAL WHEN YOU JUST TOLD IT TO ME!. <<< that guy was an asshole.
Arg, I'm freaking the hell out right now and I feel like I am losing control over my life. I know my family will help me but I don't want their help. I feel like I should be able to do it on my own. I want to find a job anywhere just so I have a paycheck coming in and I can say that I am at least trying to pay my bills on my own. roughly speaking I would need to make 1000.00 a month to get the little bills I do need to get paid, paid and be able to eat and put money in savings. I don't know what I am going to do. I want to go back to school but I have no idea what I want to study or what classes I want to take. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.

Thats funny because I was talking about how at twenty-two I feel that I should not have to rely on people to help me with bills but I don't feel like I am grown up yet. I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I really want to move out of Tampa, but my entire family is here. Scotty is here and I don't think he would want to move. Oh goodness. This can't be good. It's my turn for the pitty party. Don't get me wrong I understand that I am more fortunate than others but still I am entitled to a pitty party every once in a while. I am aloud to feel sorry for myself for a few days while I work stuff out in my head. God I have one more half a paycheck coming in from my last job and that will be a few hundred which will all go towards bills for September and October. Not even fully October. Oh my god what if I can't find anything. I mean I know I will but what if I can't I would have a complete melt down and not know what to do, I don't know what to do now. I would have to move in with my family and sell my car. Good lord I hate them for firing me. Bitches!
Okay, well I need to finish this pitty party doing something other than writing, like packing and getting ready to leave.

Yours Truly
Amburnet
The self pittying, out of work, thrower of objects.