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This is my journey of finding out what life means for me and what I want to make of it. This is my journey of finding out who I was, who I am, and who I want to be. This is a collection of the neverending thoughts that plague my head. If you really want to know what I think of you, then you've come to the right place. Here, I won't hold back and you can't say I didn't warn you. There is a definite possibility that I may something that will hurt you. Your choice if you want to read on.

Sunday, June 26, 2005

Schools and jobs.

These past few days, something really hit me.

Most of the people that work at Knott's are actually people that are pretty old. Some of them are partly working and going to school, but about half are just working. Maybe not only at Knott's, but maybe Knott's and another job. Some of these people have a family and a spouse... Some of these people are working soley at Knott's to support their family. Knott's pays minium wage for God's sakes! Who the hell can you support but yourself?!

I don't want to work at Knott's anymore because I have to stand too much and I realized that my hours are horrible. They will make me work practically every day for nearly 10-12 hours at a time. I don't want that kind of horrible hours, which is why I wanted to quit Knott's basically... if I worked at Knott's, I think the summer would be quite unbareable. I dunno how I would do it, working so much.

Today my mom and I were talking about finicial aid for Irvine and she says that if I can't find a loan that's less than like 4% interest rate, then I should go to Pasadena college or something before transferring. By the way, if we do that, she wants me to go to UCLA. The thing is I don't really want to do that. I'd much rather carry some huge debt on my back. Maybe that's just me though? But yeah, it just finally hit me that... this is it. After high school, some of these people just work forever at their lame jobs for the rest of their lives...

And I always said that I would be one of those people that would love their job and what they're doing, but I'm beginning to wonder if I could live up to that.

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