Delivering papers for one of the newspaper conglomerates in this state... Yeah, that means I'm a paper girl. No, I don't ride on a bike to deliver them.
The job is 1am to 8am, my 'office' has stars and trees (unfortunately deer too), and I can listen to what I want on the radio and there's no 'boss' to complain that I'm not doing my work when I'm daydreaming. Best job I think I could have ever gotten. Just wish it didn't eat so much gas money...
Naw, my problems are consequences of the choices I've made. If I start complaining about it, then it indicates that I regret my choices, and regretting a lifetime of choices is certainly no way to live happily. If you're so full of regret, you fail to notice that which you don't regret, and you end up losing it.
Oh. Well, I dunno if having my b-day close to my mothers is good or what. Aside from buying myself a present, I try not to focus on the fact that I'm more than a quarter of a century old... It's too depressing...
I always thought my 20s-30s would be more interesting. Traveling around the world and such. Instead, I'm stuck at a deadend job, hoping to get another job and finally be able to move out...
Ugh, listen to me being all depressing... Just ignore all that. Getting depressed over a cruddy turn on the road of life is no way to go. ^_^
People always say I'm lucky for being an only child, but they're people that have siblings. I never had siblings, so I can say that you're the lucky one. You don't have to find out what it's like to grow up being alone. You have someone you can talk to, even if the only way you talk is by yelling at each other and biting each others head off.
When my friends were busy growing up, I always had to entertain myself. I grew up watching a lot of TV and playing video games way too much.
When you have siblings, even if you never get along, there's always someone you can interact with.