My Life Fully Explained

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Notice of Improvement:

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"i like to move it, move it"

April 30, 2014

Dear readers,

I know the contents of my blog seem unbelievable and down right rude. But, believe me, I can improve - my overall standing, my mind set, my place in society and my personality. I know as bare knuckles and basic instinct would have it, this is how I think. But, I can learn. Be a better person. Improve knowledge. Improve Management Skills. Improve Parenting styles. Improve my mind set, change it for the better,

My heart and mind has revealed my frustration with a lot of people. I feel I have no where to turn to and no one to cry upon his shoulders. I don't want to say it but I guess I had been overzealous. Some people got angry at me and was jealous. They called me money morons, my cousin did. That girl had never had anything nice to say except for her side of the family. She's horrible on facebook. That's why I don't talk to her that much - only on occassions. She's in Canada while I'm in the USA.

Anyway, I had been a supervisor at Orange Julius, Lloyd Center Mall when I was 17 years old. But, before that, I worked as a filing clerk at a Towing Company at the age of 16 years old. Every year for 10 years, I worked at different places, mostly temporary because I was going to school. I didn't know what I wanted to have as a career until in 2011 when I tried to study Administrative Assisting. I know I can do this job. I've juggled romance, full time (16 credits) school, and 3 part-time jobs before. So, I know I am capable of handling multi-tasking.

Unfortunately, the part where the frustration looms is that I'm dropping like pancakes everywhere I turn. That's where I can't take it anymore. I'm actually getting killed left and right wherever. My life is such a joke sometimes and as the Archangel Gabriel in the next Kingdom of Angels and Oxen Gods and Goddesses, I realized that I still am a failure, albeit, a branch of me is the next Ada Borstein which is somewhat of a success, more success than just being Gabriel.

Well, that is all.

I can't think of anything anymore.

Sincerely,
Amy