arw
Blue Crack Addict
My birthday is on Friday. I've never dreaded anything more in my life than this Friday. I don't want to be 30. I don't have job because I just got laid off, again. Unemployed seems to be attached to my name the past few years. Due to that my parents basement is where I call home. It's not a bad setup I have here but it's just gotten old. I live in a brand new house and I have two bedrooms and a bathroom. My parents never ever come down here. I have all the privacy I want unless I go upstairs. I don't pay a cent to live here. They pay for my phone, cable, and high speed internet. So I really can't complain too much but it's just hard to be here.....at 30. I have to tell them every detail of my life if I leave the house or come in late, which makes me feel like I'm a little kid. But living with my parents is just part of it. I know it's just a number but I always thought I'd be somewhere at 30 instead of being single and unemployed. Where that somewhere is I'll never know. If I knew I'd go after it. It's even harder to see my 25 year old sister on her own with a career making decent money. I just don't want to be 30.