[ IP ] Age 24

Of all the Jobs, of all the places i could've worked, THIS was where i was assigned. This planet advertised through the ol' peer pressure `` C'mon man! We'll have a great laugh and a few great parties! And have you seen the income?!''. But why the hell did this hell hole seem so attractive in the first place? i suppose it all came down to talk my dad in my final year of school, still trying to decide what i wanted to do with my life, it was he who said `` To get to where you want to go, you've got to first wade through 18 different miles of shit''. Frank, but i suppose i must've listened, or i would n't be here. 
 
 I'm still not entirely sure what i'm doing on this time scorched dirt patch of a planet, but one job i have created is time to think, which is probably the reason i'm so pretentious nowadays. Unfortunately, Being a pretentious twat is not the reason i find myself walking alone, and i mean `` truly alone'', out here these days. 
 
 One day the pressure of it all became too much, too much for even the kid who pulled his two-month homework assignment out of his arse on the last night, but in those days it was easy when you were smart ( Man, when was the last time i read a book? No- Focus! ) i could explain it you, but i dont plan on breaking the fourth wall in this monologue, wait. 
 
 Anyway, as far as i'm concerned, i grabbed this suit, and i just walked out when `` they'' were n't watching. And now i walk and think, Walk and think. But i did n't lose all that brain power i once held ( where i got it from, i do n't know ), I did bring food and water for my simple walk into anywhere, and i have used them efficiently as well, but they WILL run out, and thats something i've thought about as well. But thats for another time.
