I feel like my life is made up of me hurtling from questionable decision to questionable decision. This past Friday night was my most recent questionable decision.
About me, I’m 20, 5″7 and I mostly wear a size 2 or 4. My bust size is 32C and I have brown almost black shoulder length hair and brown eyes on a wide friendly face. I do pretty well with the guys. I was fairly popular in high school but I messed around too much and end up with no real prospects. While basically all of my friends went to college, I took a few classes at my local community college with the intent of going to a normal place after a year or two and worked a few different jobs. I didn’t even last a semester at the community college and I currently work at a Target about five miles from where I grew up (was too embarressed to work at the closest one). I’ve stubbornly kept my own place (well, with roommates) which is probably not the smartest decision ever when you are living paycheck to paycheck but I’d rather die than still be living with either of my parents.