Django Django: Unchained

I have some bad news. One: crunches and round the clock lunges bore the shit out of me. Two: I still don't have a job. Three: I don't know.

As you all notice this is a very unstable stadium in my life. I'm an eighteen year old woman, with a brain that is just as much in shape as her body and a slightly above average foot size.
I just got a message that the people at the clothing store don't need me. Well, that's something. At least I know what I'm up to there. The elderly home hasn't been very enthusiastic, they didn't call, text or email me. Neither did I hear from anybody else.

The last days I've been having fiery discussions with myself and my parents about whether I should go back to the local supermarket or not. Only thinking of it makes me cringe. I'd rather be a snail overloaded with salt than to work there again.
I'd rather be poor and a burden to my parents than ... ugh. I'm not even going to talk about it anymore. It's out of the question.

A Fifa-playing friend of mine introduced me to Django Django (which I find really coincidental, because the name Django reminds me of that movie that is supposed to be really good), best musicians of the month. They definitely unchained something in me.

Django Django: Unchained

I want you to click this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQGTORbJgB4 I will not leave before you clicked this. It's ging to change your life and way of thinking. 

Okay, I'm going to leave anyway. I'll be finishing my book. See you around.