It’s 7:00, Sunday morning, God it’s late again... My buss is going to fire me, it won’t be the first time that someone’s fire me, this is my 6° job, and I hate it.
I work in a restaurant, I’m a waiter, I always hate to be with people but I can’t have any professional photographer job, I don’t know why, every time I go to an interview, someone, always get the job before me.
Yeah, it sucks.
I live in a little apartment, near to down town, I can say it’s a horrible place to live, but I can’t afford anything better, my salary is quite low, and I have to pay hospital bills.
Mom is sick, she has cancer, lung cancer, Juli doesn’t want to tell me or Keith how bad is it. Since dad died, mom had being so busy, and she smoked a lot, but she always been there for us, now is time for us to take care of her.
I pay my mom’s medicine, Juli takes care of Keith.
They don’t live with me, Juli took Keith to her p