The Wish Day

I name this day the unofficial wish day.

And I shall start.

I wish I had a normal mother with a sense of style, a few working braincells, no alcoholism, who's not actually the most insufferable, disgusting and malevolent bitch in my family. (And trust me, my family is not as fun as it sounds... We have a shitload of insane bitches, for example me...)

I wish I could find an actual, long term job which does not require me to travel through the whole city for 2-3 hours and actually pays ok. Well, I'm working on it, honest. It's just hard to get your first job without any experience. Oh boy...

I also wish I did not have allergies and asthma, so I could actually leave this frikkin flat and not feel like my lungs have been torn out, that my eyes are so itchy even clawing them out would be an impovement and that I'm suffocating in general. Joy of joys, I tell you.

I also wish I didn't have this urge to curse people, because it's pretty hard not to. But I am so not going to curse without reason. Things go bad when you do.

At the moment... that's it. Feel free to add more.