f.i.r.e.d spells fired
...and thy choice of death madam?
QUEEN MARGARET:
Off with his head, and set it on York gates;
So York may overlook the town of York.
so. i got fired from american apparel for apparently "stealing" from the vending machine and smoking pot. apparently. even though there were no video cameras to prove i didn't pay for my item and the police officer didn't take the marijuana device out from my hands. all for a $2 bag of skittles. im now tasting the rainbow of unemployment. how fuckin bright of me. i shooed off this morning to send in my resume to this elderly home i got referred to and visited my old job because it was on the way. i do miss working there because of all the freedom i was given. however, it was completely awkward visiting with my co-workers because they act so strange. almost like they were upset or something. i don't know, i really dont give too much of a shit. this whole thing is utter bull shit and job hunting is not one of my stronger points. ive been feeling really weird inside lately. ive getting these spasms out of the blue and my left eye began twitching for no reason. i feel disconnected from society and in such a way where i would like to just fuckin die or something to end all of this crap. when i got back from my adventurous journey, i read this letter my mother's ex husband wrote to her while he was in jail and that shit made me crack the fuck up. it was so stupidly written and he drew these retarded drawings i could tell were traced. it was some bullshit like that stupid annoying fairy tinkertramp and these chola women posing or something. he wrote words like "dem" reffering to "them" and other hilarious shit. i don't know. sometimes i want to run away and forget everything. i need something to laugh at hysterically and drugs that will send me off to some far off land. i hate my head. i want to cut it off.
QUEEN MARGARET:
Off with his head, and set it on York gates;
So York may overlook the town of York.
so. i got fired from american apparel for apparently "stealing" from the vending machine and smoking pot. apparently. even though there were no video cameras to prove i didn't pay for my item and the police officer didn't take the marijuana device out from my hands. all for a $2 bag of skittles. im now tasting the rainbow of unemployment. how fuckin bright of me. i shooed off this morning to send in my resume to this elderly home i got referred to and visited my old job because it was on the way. i do miss working there because of all the freedom i was given. however, it was completely awkward visiting with my co-workers because they act so strange. almost like they were upset or something. i don't know, i really dont give too much of a shit. this whole thing is utter bull shit and job hunting is not one of my stronger points. ive been feeling really weird inside lately. ive getting these spasms out of the blue and my left eye began twitching for no reason. i feel disconnected from society and in such a way where i would like to just fuckin die or something to end all of this crap. when i got back from my adventurous journey, i read this letter my mother's ex husband wrote to her while he was in jail and that shit made me crack the fuck up. it was so stupidly written and he drew these retarded drawings i could tell were traced. it was some bullshit like that stupid annoying fairy tinkertramp and these chola women posing or something. he wrote words like "dem" reffering to "them" and other hilarious shit. i don't know. sometimes i want to run away and forget everything. i need something to laugh at hysterically and drugs that will send me off to some far off land. i hate my head. i want to cut it off.