My Transition plan, take #1

A train of uneventful weeks has seemed to enter my life. It seems that week after week nothing seems to change. This more than likely could be a result of my incompetence to actually do something. Just the other day my father said i have to stack my own wood pile, He said i can do it any way i want, whatever way fits with you, he said. My high school days are numbered, my life is in my hands and they only thing that i think of is money. Money disgusts me, people will go to extremes to get their hands on it. Coincidentally the other day i was walking past an ATM, someone forgot to exit their account, i had thousands of dollars unconditionally. A spit decision in my head reacted and i gave the bank card to the attendant lady at the business. Besides that fact that i dont have enough money to support my self after i leave my cozy house, i have decided to move to alberta, work in the oil sands and get ridiculously rich. I have twenty years to get a degree in something and push papers for a good pension and retire on a sick lump of money in my Palm Springs retreat. Life is so sweet.