Been feeling kinda down on myself again. I was feeling kinda good until my friend starts to talk about the number of jobs that she has and how I don't have one. She has like 3 while I have not a one.
I mean to me money is not all that important. I know that I need it so that I can have the things that I need. But sometimes I feel that some of the things that people feel that they "need" are optional, like furniture and a tv.
This convo all sparked from me telling her the good news that I got accepted into Iowa State University. and that I will be getting about 1600 a month as a stipend and I have to live off of that amount. And then we discussed how I will need to secure a loan so that I can move up there and pay for my housing. I guess I need to look for me a job.
She has the same mentality as my mother: get a job where ever you can cause money is money. I am one who likes to be happy or at least enjoy what it is that I am doing. Like I really really really don't want to work in fast food again. I feel that if I had to everyone would know how much I hate it. lol. I think I would sink into a depression and damn near suffocate in it.

Well I guess the only thing for me to do is to look for a job. so that I can have some type of money when I go to Iowa to start a whole new life. Well time to go getting a headache.