Then the next one my father's gf. She works in a shop. Only 4 hours / day. Yessss ONLY 20 hours a week! ONLY 20 FUCKING HOURS. And she wrote in her blog. " But seriously. this is not 4 hours. You have to go in there halfan hour before the opening hour. So I have to be there by 7:30. And when I finish, it's already 12:15. so it's not 4 hours. Its more than 4 hours a day! " ............I was about to jump off of the window and kill myself when I read these lines. I mean are you fucking serious, bitch?!37-year-old woman and never ever worked in her life. And she says she has a diplom because she took a 2-year course which took place in the uni. I mean if I take private class in the parlament am I gonna become a politics? Or WTF?!
But after all. these kind of people give me more strength and makes me even stronger and determined about my own future. I wanna show my family what i am capable of.
How am I? I am good actually in general. Well I met with a boy and he is so lovely but the thing is that he sits front of the PC and plays the whole day. Heis probably in love with me. I can see that. But I told him please do something useful. Study or whatever. But he hated when I told him this.I was talking about it with him that I need someone who inspires me, who motivates me, who makes me stronger than I think I am. And that I need someone who is just as hardworking and determined as me. He didn't understand what's wrong with that he is playing the whole day. It was really hard but I believe he will understand my needs. As I understand his needs.
I dont mind if I will be single. I dont mind if I have to be alone. Maybe one day I will find someone who will be just as hardworking as me. Just as determined as me. And with whom I can study or I can relax or I can have some quality time together. And who will accept that I dont have a perfect family. And who will care about ME. And not about my family.
A couple of days ago my grandma asked me "how are you with your bf?" I told her yeah we are ok, weare happy. Just because I didn't want her to ask what happened. Not even I know what happened.
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