I have been unemployed for the past 8 months.
I resigned from a well-paying job in a badass company.
I was their slave.
I left full of hope.
I can still find a better job.
I thought what I did was noble.
I guess I was wrong.
I'm staying with my parents' house again.
I'm relieved from any utility bills whatsoever.
I'm not really proud about it.
My daily routine is reduced to (but not limited to):
constant musing, watching movies in black and white,
surfing the internet, taking the shower any time I want,
staying up late in the evening, waking up late in the morning,
enduring my mom's constant nagging (oh, did i just say that?),
playing my guitar (as if it's the only way I can console myself),
reading a good book as a call for self-help,
and lastly, gaining weight and fighting cellulite outbreak.
I resigned from a well-paying job in a badass company.
I was their slave.
I left full of hope.
I can still find a better job.
I thought what I did was noble.
I guess I was wrong.
I'm staying with my parents' house again.
I'm relieved from any utility bills whatsoever.
I'm not really proud about it.
My daily routine is reduced to (but not limited to):
constant musing, watching movies in black and white,
surfing the internet, taking the shower any time I want,
staying up late in the evening, waking up late in the morning,
enduring my mom's constant nagging (oh, did i just say that?),
playing my guitar (as if it's the only way I can console myself),
reading a good book as a call for self-help,
and lastly, gaining weight and fighting cellulite outbreak.
Technically, I'm a bum.
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