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I have the most boring job ever.
Today, I straightened a couple shelves, wandered around the store aimlessly, and sat around in the back drinking Sobe's during my 5 hour shift. Time slows down at Albertsons. Even when I'm actually doing work. I'll think 15 minutes have passed, but then I'll look at my phone, and only 3 minutes have passed. For those of you as supersmart as I am, that's a 5/1 ratio of time wasted. Actually, I don't know if that's the appropriate terminology for it. But whatever, it sounds good.
Oh yeah, they gave me a shirt today...it's this big blue polo shirt. And yeah...it's pretty big. I feel so fly when I'm cruisin the isles in that shirt. Combined with my black microfiber pleated slacks, and my Vans slipons, I'm pretty straight up P-I-M-P. Duh, of course I'm being sarcastic.
Saw that Emily Rose movie last night with Dee...dang, I was scared! I'll admit it. All the loud sudden noises...jesus. The imagery was pretty awesome though too. A certain part reminded me of something that happened to me, where it felt like somebody sat on my bed, and I kept hearing this heavy breathing sound. But for those who haven't already heard that story, it's one for another time. I have to tell you about it over the phone at night when you're really tired, and about to go to bed. That's the only way.
I feel like a zombie. It's an all too familiar feeling. Adderall is both a blessing and a curse. It helps me in school, but at the expense of me feeling like a zombie at the end of the day (which...is no good, because I'm too reserved and allegedly unenthusiastic with people as it is...sometimes), and my balls being shrunk up the majority of the time while it's in effect. And yeah, that's a normal physical reaction to adderall for guys. ...I'm pretty sure. Hah. Anyway, its weird. And I'm not gonna talk about it anymore.
I'm bored. I wish I didn't have to wake up at 7:30 tomorrow.
Today, I straightened a couple shelves, wandered around the store aimlessly, and sat around in the back drinking Sobe's during my 5 hour shift. Time slows down at Albertsons. Even when I'm actually doing work. I'll think 15 minutes have passed, but then I'll look at my phone, and only 3 minutes have passed. For those of you as supersmart as I am, that's a 5/1 ratio of time wasted. Actually, I don't know if that's the appropriate terminology for it. But whatever, it sounds good.
Oh yeah, they gave me a shirt today...it's this big blue polo shirt. And yeah...it's pretty big. I feel so fly when I'm cruisin the isles in that shirt. Combined with my black microfiber pleated slacks, and my Vans slipons, I'm pretty straight up P-I-M-P. Duh, of course I'm being sarcastic.
Saw that Emily Rose movie last night with Dee...dang, I was scared! I'll admit it. All the loud sudden noises...jesus. The imagery was pretty awesome though too. A certain part reminded me of something that happened to me, where it felt like somebody sat on my bed, and I kept hearing this heavy breathing sound. But for those who haven't already heard that story, it's one for another time. I have to tell you about it over the phone at night when you're really tired, and about to go to bed. That's the only way.
I feel like a zombie. It's an all too familiar feeling. Adderall is both a blessing and a curse. It helps me in school, but at the expense of me feeling like a zombie at the end of the day (which...is no good, because I'm too reserved and allegedly unenthusiastic with people as it is...sometimes), and my balls being shrunk up the majority of the time while it's in effect. And yeah, that's a normal physical reaction to adderall for guys. ...I'm pretty sure. Hah. Anyway, its weird. And I'm not gonna talk about it anymore.
I'm bored. I wish I didn't have to wake up at 7:30 tomorrow.