I'm just sippin' on chamomile, watching boys and girls and their sex appeal.
Two main poiints:
One: Last Friday, I turned my two-weeks' notice in at KFC, because I haven't even been scheduled in almost a month, due to a labour cut. Yes, that's right, I am getting free of the KY Fry. Thank God. I DON'T NEED YOU, COLONEL SANDERS, OR YOUR GREASY CHICKEN!
Two: I got my license today! Yay! Finally! Now if my parents would just let me effing go somewhere by myself. I wanted to go job hunting at Metropolis, but Dad didn't think I could safely get to bloody Plainfield by myself, so he and Mom came, too. Then we went to Bob Evans, where Buddy didn't see me, and home. Dad then suggested that I go somewhereclose, in town, by myself. I didn't really want to, because I didn't have anywhere I actually needed to go. And then Mom wanted to come, too. So I've been driving all day and haven't actually been anywhere by myself. Also, Dad has never backseat-driven as much as today. As soon as I prove that I can actually drive safely, he has more advice than he can possibly contain. It's really annoying. My head hurts.
The job search, however, is looking promising. I've gotten twenty (yes, TWENTY) applications today, so I'd better get a job. I need one badly. Now watch, the only place that will hire me will be Limited Too or something, where I'll have to watch ten-year-olds try to dress like they're twenty. >_< But I also got the book Wicked. Oh, I would be in heaven if Barnes & Noble hired me.
One: Last Friday, I turned my two-weeks' notice in at KFC, because I haven't even been scheduled in almost a month, due to a labour cut. Yes, that's right, I am getting free of the KY Fry. Thank God. I DON'T NEED YOU, COLONEL SANDERS, OR YOUR GREASY CHICKEN!
Two: I got my license today! Yay! Finally! Now if my parents would just let me effing go somewhere by myself. I wanted to go job hunting at Metropolis, but Dad didn't think I could safely get to bloody Plainfield by myself, so he and Mom came, too. Then we went to Bob Evans, where Buddy didn't see me, and home. Dad then suggested that I go somewhereclose, in town, by myself. I didn't really want to, because I didn't have anywhere I actually needed to go. And then Mom wanted to come, too. So I've been driving all day and haven't actually been anywhere by myself. Also, Dad has never backseat-driven as much as today. As soon as I prove that I can actually drive safely, he has more advice than he can possibly contain. It's really annoying. My head hurts.
The job search, however, is looking promising. I've gotten twenty (yes, TWENTY) applications today, so I'd better get a job. I need one badly. Now watch, the only place that will hire me will be Limited Too or something, where I'll have to watch ten-year-olds try to dress like they're twenty. >_< But I also got the book Wicked. Oh, I would be in heaven if Barnes & Noble hired me.