Yeah, I don't know why things were such a challenge before 9th grade, but they were. Maybe being put in classes with my peers who had severe learning disabilities and didn't do their work put a motivation on me to do well and attempt to get out of those classes. None of them liked me because I didn't get in trouble like them, and I did my work in class and out of class. For that reason, they always tried stealing my papers to get the answers.

Work right now, I hate. But then, it's because I work part time cleaning in a restaurant, until something better comes along. I mean, who would really love to have a job like that? Fortunately, what keeps me sane there is the people I work with. Nobody is rude or demanding. I also got a raise yesterday and because I was told that they like me and trust me, it feels bad to want to get on with my life. LOL!