Dear Diary,
Holy crab cakes! I can't believe it's been so long since I've written. The last time I wrote here I was in high school. I got so busy with life that I'm suddenly 20. Thankfully I graduated high school, which is something I never thought I would ever accomplish. To spare details about personal things like relationships I talked about previously, I broke up with the blonde guy (I definitely deserved better), dated a lovely guy (who needs to learn to love himself better) and now I am currently single. I'm definitely ready for a girlfriend.
I got my very first real job too. It was pretty interesting to say the least. I stared off as a cashier and then managed to move to putting things away and helping customers easier. I did have to quit said job after 2 years however due to the low pay, cruddy hours, and a little bit of the management too. I did enjoy almost everyone I got to work with every shift.
The only other life changing thing I can think of that happened is I had surgery at 16. Nothing life threatening happened, I just needed it to better benefit my body. Life has been so much less stressful now that I'm out in the world as a somewhat functional adult. I mostly spend my time playing on the switch, worrying about a job, or just watching tv. I guess my life is kind of boring in a way, but I don't mind it because I get to do the things I love a lot more now.
Til next time (when, I don't know)
- Alex Rose 🌹🖤
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Wow I am a terrible author lol. I guess it doesn't really matter when I update this at all considering I don't even know if anyone reads it but at least I feel happy knowing it's out there.
- Erin
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diary of the soul
RandomThis story(diary) takes you through the struggles and pain that Ms. Alexa(Alex-a) Rose has to go through. She will say things that happen throughout her everyday, things like how she doesn't think her friends care to much about her. How she can't fi...
