Tomorrow

Is going to be a very, VERY, long day.
^---That's what she said.

Sigh, I can't even laugh at that.

Why can't I just be given a job, it would sure as hell ease my worries a bit knowing I have SOME money stored up. Even if I have to work every single day, I'D WOULD DO IT. I don't do things half assed, at least not always.

I'm desperate for a job, I'm worried about college. I'm going to be broke as fuck.
I have one good scholarship, and now I don't even know about fafsa.

I'm worried.
I'm tired.
I'm jobless, licenceless, carless, loveless, artless.

I'd just like to complain for a while.
Parent's aren't helping, they blame me for not finding my own money, and it's true, but it isn't helping either, they cant understand that 213209830129 people apply for one scholarship, and the odds of me finding one that only I applied to are like 1/1203129301. Look at me, using math. Yay.

._________.
Why can't I just enjoy the last moments of having no responsibilities?