I don’t have a job, and I’m almost out of money. I can’t ever decide where to put in a resume, because I’m always afraid of people saying “Eww, you work where?” I’d like to get a job at a local radio or TV station, but I have no credentials. I wouldn’t mind a brain dead office job, but I can only work after 4 pm on Monday-Wed, Fri, and Sun 12-7. So basically, my hours make me unhireable. I’d like a campus job, but by now, they’re likely already taken, and besides, they don’t pay for shit.
I have to drive an hour to get to class everyday. I’d like to move into the Frat house, but I don’t have a job. And, there’s no room. There’s an office open (12x10), but they’ve been thinking of making it into a weight room. No one is moving out until December, and even that’s not final. I can’t move out, also, because I owe my parents $1800 for my car. I have a car to sell my sister that’s worth $2000, but I can’t sell it to her until I get a front clip (hood, fenders, bumper, grille) because it was in a fender bender and the fiberglass hood is dry-rotting. I also need a new axle for it because it threw a bearing in the CV joint, and I think it has a burned valve. My beloved car has developed a knock after 135000 miles. I tried to get a student loan to rebuild it, pay off my parents, and move into the Frat house, but I can’t get a subsidized loan because of how much my parents make.
My parents won’t co-sign an unsubsidized loan, because they think I should be self-supporting. They give me a bedroom, and food. Everything else, clothes, car, insurance, I have to pay for. I spend about $200 a month on gas getting to and from college. I lost a scholarship, and my good grades insurance discount because I failed a class.
At the Frat meeting tonite, out of 50 active members, we had 16. The chapter is slowly dying because of apathy. It seems like nobody gives a fuck anymore, and the guys that do, don’t do anything to encourage the others. I got in an argument with one of my best friends about this after the meeting. I don’t want my chapter to die, but it’s on the slippery slope, and it’s downhill all the way. I don’t know what to do. I’d like to be a leader, but no one fucking listens to me. People always think I’m being a pompous prick, because I know everything. Well, not everything, but I can fix just about anything that breaks, and can answer just about any question posed, so they accuse me of being a know it all. It’s not like I break into a fuckin hour long monologue over nothing, I only ‘talk smart’ when people ask me fucking questions, then they make fun of me because I know the answer.
Fuck people. Fuck my life.
At least I got drunk with Lewis Black last night. That was pretty cool.
–Tim