#my outlook

I made it to the next step to be a railcar unloader.
And omfg. I haven’t felt more happy about an email in my whole life.
My test isn’t until the 22nd @ 12:30 but before that, I don’t wanna drink for a few days so my brain is doing what it should be.
I want this job so bad.
I FUCKING WANT IT.
I will pass the test. I feel it. I know it.
I will make me happy. I will make Luna happy.

I WILL MAKE BYRON HAPPY.
Thank you Byron, so much.  I really want this job, like I WANT IT. I feel this job will make everything “perfect” for us. I have such good “vibes” from this.
I’m gonna do good. For me, for her, and for you. Thank you for taking care of us.
BUT THIS JOB.
This will change our lives.
I’m going to get it.
I WILL GET THIS JOB.
For me, for you, for her, for us.