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I am going to miss playing dress up. Working with people I like, working in the mall (as sick as that is) and lots of things...
but fuck. I just cant do it.
Berb asked if I wanted to take over the weekend driving shifts, so basically im still going to work 7 days a week, but just at one job, and I thought about it, and decided to do it. They pay me, I don't mind the job, I get more frustrated and I don't like the people as much...
but good god, so much about the icing makes me want to vomit.
Ali, one of my supposed best friends, doesn't want me working there anymore.
SWEET.
Everyone gossips.
People tell me it'd suck if I left, but bullshit, they'll all be thrilled when I am not there.
I know I did nothing, and I didn;t try. It wasnt always like that, when i started i worked, and when i was told id have a chance at getting promotions I worked my butt off, all 500 times that happened. But what for, even if I did try, It didn't matter. WHATS THERE TO MOTIVATE ME TO WORK WHEN EVEN IF I DO IM NEVER GOING TO GET ANYTHING OUT OF IT.
Hell I didnt even get a good job.
I am more capable and competant than any assistant that weve had, and any third key besides natasha, and if I wouldve had a decent position, I wouldn't have just sat on my ass. But people are stupid and people gossip and that company can eat my anus.
Call any other job Ive ever worked at, I don't stand even for a second, I am never late, im usually 5 minutes early, I work as hard as I can, there just was no point to at the icing.
I don't want to quit, I want to still work there, but I am not wanted, its evident that even if i have full availability im never going to get more than 20 hours and thats going to be a once every 2 month deal, and im never going to get paid more.
bitch bitch bitch thats all im doing.,
It's my birthday this weekend, I'll be out of town, I was going to have a party, and I know plenty of people who would come if I asked them to, but just because its something to do and a place to get hammered. So Instead I am taking brandon to madison, so he can suprise his mom for mothers day, it was my idea, I wanted to get out of town, and I figured thatd be a good place to go, he could do something nice, and then we can still go out to eat and get drunk on my birthday, me and someone who gives a damn.
I am debating just shutting my phone off and seeing who calls to say anything, I wonder if anyone even will.
50 bucks says my good old best buddy Ali wont.
She's too busy slutting it up.
Or bitching at me for money when she knows things are shitty right now.
you can tell Ive got my period, im cranky as hell.
All my arrangements are all set for this summer as far as living arrangements, trips, stuff like that goes, In july I go to chicago, then after that Ive got the next 2 months pretty much booked with the whole modeling thing.
Its cool I guess, I dont want to eff things up with romps, but we always figure it out.
time for buttsex.
but fuck. I just cant do it.
Berb asked if I wanted to take over the weekend driving shifts, so basically im still going to work 7 days a week, but just at one job, and I thought about it, and decided to do it. They pay me, I don't mind the job, I get more frustrated and I don't like the people as much...
but good god, so much about the icing makes me want to vomit.
Ali, one of my supposed best friends, doesn't want me working there anymore.
SWEET.
Everyone gossips.
People tell me it'd suck if I left, but bullshit, they'll all be thrilled when I am not there.
I know I did nothing, and I didn;t try. It wasnt always like that, when i started i worked, and when i was told id have a chance at getting promotions I worked my butt off, all 500 times that happened. But what for, even if I did try, It didn't matter. WHATS THERE TO MOTIVATE ME TO WORK WHEN EVEN IF I DO IM NEVER GOING TO GET ANYTHING OUT OF IT.
Hell I didnt even get a good job.
I am more capable and competant than any assistant that weve had, and any third key besides natasha, and if I wouldve had a decent position, I wouldn't have just sat on my ass. But people are stupid and people gossip and that company can eat my anus.
Call any other job Ive ever worked at, I don't stand even for a second, I am never late, im usually 5 minutes early, I work as hard as I can, there just was no point to at the icing.
I don't want to quit, I want to still work there, but I am not wanted, its evident that even if i have full availability im never going to get more than 20 hours and thats going to be a once every 2 month deal, and im never going to get paid more.
bitch bitch bitch thats all im doing.,
It's my birthday this weekend, I'll be out of town, I was going to have a party, and I know plenty of people who would come if I asked them to, but just because its something to do and a place to get hammered. So Instead I am taking brandon to madison, so he can suprise his mom for mothers day, it was my idea, I wanted to get out of town, and I figured thatd be a good place to go, he could do something nice, and then we can still go out to eat and get drunk on my birthday, me and someone who gives a damn.
I am debating just shutting my phone off and seeing who calls to say anything, I wonder if anyone even will.
50 bucks says my good old best buddy Ali wont.
She's too busy slutting it up.
Or bitching at me for money when she knows things are shitty right now.
you can tell Ive got my period, im cranky as hell.
All my arrangements are all set for this summer as far as living arrangements, trips, stuff like that goes, In july I go to chicago, then after that Ive got the next 2 months pretty much booked with the whole modeling thing.
Its cool I guess, I dont want to eff things up with romps, but we always figure it out.
time for buttsex.