A new week
It’s past 12:00 am here, and a new week has started. Hopefully, I’ll get myself together and go down to the town hall and start all the adminerstrative things that need to be done. I so need a job. Its been about a year or close to a year since my parents and I drove up from France. I could have possibly gotten a job at a printing press tending the machines, good pay, but I wasn’t sure if I could stand doing it for long, in Nykøbing(mors), last year. Hopefully the JobCenter will have some idea of what I would like to do. I could have continued working for my uncle in the States but somehow an American life is not for me.
