Oh Girl Its You
You know that when you have a dream that you get punched in the face then proceed to wake up with blood all over your face and pillow that it's just not going to be a good day. Yup, uber fantastic bloody nose that lasted quite some time. I took a shower with it, got dressed with it, went to my interview with it almost. But it stopped on the way there. I felt woozey to say the least. The interview went really good up until Katy said "So you've worked with A Caring Hand for a year or more, right?" And when I said no she simply said "Oh. Well I wont be able to place you anywhere, Im sorry." Fuck that. I was walking back to the car and sneezed blood all over myself. And yes, the blood started flowing again. I drove back home and it stopped again. I walked inside and the room began to spin and Ive been uber dizzy since. The chemical smell in the room from the carpet cleaner to remove the blood isn't making the sick feeling go away either.
Angel is gone until Saturday. She's in California for a week. She said that if I dont have a job by the time she gets home shes gonna kick my ass. Im excited for that day cause its not like I have luck with getting jobs.
I put in an application for the BP down the street though...They're hiring all shifts and I hope I get an interview er something...Its 7.75 an hour for 3rd shift...Then hopefully if I get it and become established there and can get another job somewhere for about the same amount of pay.
Then Angel was like "Ask your parents for money for school blah blah blah..." Ha, like they can afford to give me any friggin money. She likes to tell stories and she was going on about how she wasnt meant to eat ramen noodles all her college years and her parents were loaded. It just made me angry...Ive wasted enough of their time and money. I wouldnt be living with her if my parents and I were on really good terms.
Theres a boy downstairs who has been ringing the door bell for about 10 minutes now. Im not answering it cause no one else is here and I dont care to go down there and tell him myself. Besides, after 10 minutes and 100 rings of the bell might be a slight clue that no one is here worth seeing.
I did manage to clean my room today. It got really messy from just trying to figure out where I wanted things to go and stuff. Ive got everything pretty much situated. We even found a board to put under my mattress on the right side so that it doesnt lean and sink in since there isnt a box spring for it. How ghetto.
A few things Ive noticed here are the way these people live compared to my parents and stuff.
Here, my uncle and aunt strive to have a big house, nice cars and all that junk. But they have like hardcore cheap toilet paper, paper towels, a crappy tv, cheap furniture and etc.
And at my house I mean we dont have that big of a house but we manage to have good reliable cars, and just quality stuff.
So is it really worth the sacrifice to have a great house for people to see if, when your wiping your ass your hand rips through it? (I got the ass thing from my dad cause he's weird about his toilet paper brands...)
I came up to Michigan this past weekend.
I visited Gina and her awesome roommates. We had alotta fun and we went to Rumors cause it was free. No one was dancing but us but eh well.
The reason I came up though was because I knew I had to go to Maddiecakes' house for Chris' birthday saturday. It was a friggin blast!! Saw Krystal Hilgandorf for the first time since middle school. I wasnt sure how it was all going to go cause she ruined my life in 8th grade which led to a shitty 9th grade. But everything turned out uber great! We played this drinking game forever and ugh, I got sooo wasted. I was proud of Maddiecakes too cause she drank alot of gin that night! Lol go Japa!!
That kid is still ringing the doorbell.
Peace!
<3
Katie
Angel is gone until Saturday. She's in California for a week. She said that if I dont have a job by the time she gets home shes gonna kick my ass. Im excited for that day cause its not like I have luck with getting jobs.
I put in an application for the BP down the street though...They're hiring all shifts and I hope I get an interview er something...Its 7.75 an hour for 3rd shift...Then hopefully if I get it and become established there and can get another job somewhere for about the same amount of pay.
Then Angel was like "Ask your parents for money for school blah blah blah..." Ha, like they can afford to give me any friggin money. She likes to tell stories and she was going on about how she wasnt meant to eat ramen noodles all her college years and her parents were loaded. It just made me angry...Ive wasted enough of their time and money. I wouldnt be living with her if my parents and I were on really good terms.
Theres a boy downstairs who has been ringing the door bell for about 10 minutes now. Im not answering it cause no one else is here and I dont care to go down there and tell him myself. Besides, after 10 minutes and 100 rings of the bell might be a slight clue that no one is here worth seeing.
I did manage to clean my room today. It got really messy from just trying to figure out where I wanted things to go and stuff. Ive got everything pretty much situated. We even found a board to put under my mattress on the right side so that it doesnt lean and sink in since there isnt a box spring for it. How ghetto.
A few things Ive noticed here are the way these people live compared to my parents and stuff.
Here, my uncle and aunt strive to have a big house, nice cars and all that junk. But they have like hardcore cheap toilet paper, paper towels, a crappy tv, cheap furniture and etc.
And at my house I mean we dont have that big of a house but we manage to have good reliable cars, and just quality stuff.
So is it really worth the sacrifice to have a great house for people to see if, when your wiping your ass your hand rips through it? (I got the ass thing from my dad cause he's weird about his toilet paper brands...)
I came up to Michigan this past weekend.
I visited Gina and her awesome roommates. We had alotta fun and we went to Rumors cause it was free. No one was dancing but us but eh well.
The reason I came up though was because I knew I had to go to Maddiecakes' house for Chris' birthday saturday. It was a friggin blast!! Saw Krystal Hilgandorf for the first time since middle school. I wasnt sure how it was all going to go cause she ruined my life in 8th grade which led to a shitty 9th grade. But everything turned out uber great! We played this drinking game forever and ugh, I got sooo wasted. I was proud of Maddiecakes too cause she drank alot of gin that night! Lol go Japa!!
That kid is still ringing the doorbell.
Peace!
<3
Katie