"What took me so long, Jemma?"
First of all, six months after graduating, I still haven't found a proper job. I still work in the restaurants for lazy stingy gluttons.
I also owe my bank some money in overdrafts I'm trying to re-pay.
I was unable to gain admission into the teacher training programme last year, which means a year of doing nothing.
Nobody wants to give me a break. Two days ago, I auditioned for the part of Star-To-Be in a local production of Annie (I need more experience for my Drama PGCE), but despite wowing the audience with my voice (I'm not being big-headed, I'm being truthful), I was given the part of Mrs. Pugh, a woman who is only on stage two minutes, has no solos (i.e. no voice), and her only conversation with Daddy Warbucks - who constantly ignores her is about Kentucky Fried Chicken. Talk about stereotyping...
But the biggest problem of all...writer's block. That goes without saying.
Okay, some people have bigger problems, as in real problems, and mine are nothing compared to theirs, but whatever happens, this time I'll continue to write for you my loyal readers while working hard to improve my life.
Tough times don't last but tough people do. And last, I shall.
P.S. -It was my birthday last Monday. Nothing good ever happens on my birthday.