Its been a few months since packing up that small flat in the outskirts of Coventry. In May I folded, squashed, threw out, donated and left my belongings – and my old self – in those Halls of Residence in the West Midlands. 292 more words
Tags » I Need A Job
My sister is giving me grief about not looking for job applications.
And she has a point. I should be looking for a job instead of worrying about a mythical African American male named Daquan. 278 more words