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I grew up in a perfect setting. Perfect family. Not too rich. Comfortable. I had an awesome education. My parents were both teachers in a small town surrounded by nature. Nice comfortable house, devoted parents, cottage, cats and dogs. No major diseases around me. No one died. No traumas, nothing.
I was good at sports and music. Had awesome grades at school. I'm a pretty guy, too. Had a lots of nice girls. Had a nice older brother who set the limits to respectable behaviour, and a caring, funny older sister.
I manged to have nice friends too, despite the fact that there was a lot of jealousy among my peers. I've never been the type of guy who talks too much about his success.
Then came the sabotage. For some reason, when I entered college, I started to party hard. I failed a lot of exams deliberately, giving opposite answers to easy questions.
I attended university. Took me 5 years to complete a 3-year diploma without studying much. Moved in with an awesome girl and screw it all up. Moved in with a roommate, had sex with her within 3 weeks. Moved out. Moved. Moved again. Moved every year in the same town.
Got a nice job. Fucked it all up because I was convinced I was too smart for my boss. Met another awesome girl. Moved back with her in a very small town. Hated my job, hated myself. Girlfirend got sick of it. She left me.
Moved back to the town where I studied. I rent a place in the worst neighborhood you could find.
I don't shave that much. I dress like a hobo even though I recently spent lots of money on clothing. I am unemployed. I spend my days doing nothing except playing poker on the net (actually winning some money!) and playing guitar.
I drink, smoke. At least I shower every day. I am unorganized. I dont keep a promise. I didnt call my brother for his birthday.
I fucked up my relationship with all my friends because I fucked my best friend's wife (see http://forums.wtf.com/showthread.php?t=55718"]http://forums.wtf.com/showthread.php?t=55718 ).
I am lazy. I have lots of dreams, great ideas, passions. I just dont do anything. I'm a very good writer (in french...).
I'm 27. I dont have much experience worth writing a resume. I know I'm a bright, creative man.
I just didnt find my place I guess. I hope it's not too late. In the menatime, I just continue to make my life suck as much as possible.
I was good at sports and music. Had awesome grades at school. I'm a pretty guy, too. Had a lots of nice girls. Had a nice older brother who set the limits to respectable behaviour, and a caring, funny older sister.
I manged to have nice friends too, despite the fact that there was a lot of jealousy among my peers. I've never been the type of guy who talks too much about his success.
Then came the sabotage. For some reason, when I entered college, I started to party hard. I failed a lot of exams deliberately, giving opposite answers to easy questions.
I attended university. Took me 5 years to complete a 3-year diploma without studying much. Moved in with an awesome girl and screw it all up. Moved in with a roommate, had sex with her within 3 weeks. Moved out. Moved. Moved again. Moved every year in the same town.
Got a nice job. Fucked it all up because I was convinced I was too smart for my boss. Met another awesome girl. Moved back with her in a very small town. Hated my job, hated myself. Girlfirend got sick of it. She left me.
Moved back to the town where I studied. I rent a place in the worst neighborhood you could find.
I don't shave that much. I dress like a hobo even though I recently spent lots of money on clothing. I am unemployed. I spend my days doing nothing except playing poker on the net (actually winning some money!) and playing guitar.
I drink, smoke. At least I shower every day. I am unorganized. I dont keep a promise. I didnt call my brother for his birthday.
I fucked up my relationship with all my friends because I fucked my best friend's wife (see http://forums.wtf.com/showthread.php?t=55718"]http://forums.wtf.com/showthread.php?t=55718 ).
I am lazy. I have lots of dreams, great ideas, passions. I just dont do anything. I'm a very good writer (in french...).
I'm 27. I dont have much experience worth writing a resume. I know I'm a bright, creative man.
I just didnt find my place I guess. I hope it's not too late. In the menatime, I just continue to make my life suck as much as possible.