Entry Title: The Art of Survival
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| Journal Entry # 6 Date: February 12, 2003 Entry Title: The Art of Survival |
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| I've been telling myself for the past couple of hours that this is just the point I'm at now; that it will get better and this will be just another page in the book of my life. In about half an hour I leave to start my first day of work as a cashier at our local grocery store. I'm not sure when I got here, from the intelligent child of a happy family who was going to take college and the world by storm to a depressed young woman who has to take a $7.10 an hour job. But I have to believe that this is just another stop along the road, another leason to learn, another challenge to face. Whatever it is, I'll get through it. Sadly, I half see myself as Jennifer Aniston in The Good Girl. But I can rationalize that at least I'm making money. Well, however I feel, I know this is a job I need to keep and money I need to earn. The more money I make, the faster I get out of the house. Okay, off to fight in the trenches of Hell and learn perhaps my most important skill yet: the art of survival. | ||||||
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