the first not the last

Ever since i was young all i would hear is "we want the best for you, the life we never had" and i heard it but never took it to heart until now. After a five years of messing up in high school i found myself with no direction. like many i was used to things just being there and coming to me. I had a high school diploma, but there i was working at Mcdonalds at six bucks an hour because it was an easy job. not once did it cross my mind how i was to move out of my moms house and become a succesfull independant, some how, it was just supposed to majically happen. soon enough i lost my car, that i worked hard for, and had to walk to work and back home where i would sleep on the couch the rest of the day. i officially had no life. losing my car was probably the best thing that ever happened to me though. The twenty minute walk to work was a great oppurtunity to think about my life and what im doing with it. i found myself asking questions a drunken fool would to himself. Where am I? What am I doing? Is this right? no it wasnt right, i would tell myself over and over, every time allittle angrier and self inspiring. I am not where i am supposed to be! im not doing what i need to do! this is not right!

where did it take me? im currently enrolled in a free government program for underprivelaged young adults that have a drive to succeed. here you can earn youre GED or high school diploma or learn a trade such as welding or computer servicing. its an enclosed campus, no one comes in and no one goes out without permission, bassically a high school jail. i deal with nothing but ignorance from the students as well as the system, but its government funded so what do you expect? This place is an unpleasnat experiance, but doesnt every one need to make that first big step into the real world?Gary Job Corps is located in San Marcos Texas and it isnt exactly what i thought it would be but its exactly what i need it to be.

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