Sometimes I wish I had a better life. Sometimes I wish I had a job during my high school education but I never had one. If I gotten a job in high school I would’ve maid a lot of money to pay for college and I would’ve become a writer which has been my one dream forever. But if I had gotten to college then I would’ve never had my little boy five years ago. But I’m glad I had him. But I still wish that I have a better life with kid little boy. A job, my own place. Sometimes I imagine what would’ve happen if I got married and have more kids with the father of my little boy. But I know in my heart that, that will never happen. Because my kid’s father doesn’t know anything about him. And I like to keep it that way. Sometimes I imagine what my life would be like if I never gotten pregnant by accident. I would’ve been working and supporting my dad and my mom and my brothers and myself. Because if I don’t do anything for myself to do something worth my life, I’m never gonna become independent like everyone else. I’m not saying that I don’t love my little boy. I love my little boy more than I love myself. I’d give my life for him. But I need a much better life with just being a single mom. When my kid starts kindergarten in Sept 2016, I am going to start looking for a part-time job. I don’t care about the money. As long as I get paid. I need to support myself for doing something that is worth it; worth my life with my little boy. I need to stop being lazy sometimes and get off my butt and make something happen for myself. Ain’t nobody gonna do my job for me. I have to do it myself; not nobody else.