what does brooke calderon mean to you people?
it's ok. i don't expect you to answer that. but i am actually curious because i've been feeling like the hugest push over.
i hate when people flake!
why do they do that to me?
its one of my pet peeves.
i can not stand it!
it can be so rude.
i hate when people don't give me a chance.
most of all, i hate when i feel like shit.
but i'm sure i'll get over by tomorrow morning, because i'm cool like that now. i shrug things off without sweating them all the time like i did before.
anyway, tonight i walked into work with like 10 people in the whole restaurant, and i assumed i'd easily walk out with like 40 bucks max. no sir! 100 bucks bitches! i love that. now i get to buy new tires for my car tomorrow. yay. not really. but it is indeed my sweet little ride. my talell! my getta-long! i will always love my car. its been sooo fucking good to me now for 4 years, and has got me to san diego and back i dunno how many times, school, work, and lots of other places i'll never remember. it's so many memories in a little car. i seriously love it when people who haven't ridden in my car in a long time ALWAYS say "this car reminds me of high school. the smell and feel." i'm glad people feel at home while they're in there :) ok this is too much talk about my fucking car, but i do really want a new car because i drove one the other day, and i never knew a car could ride that sweet. i can't wait until the day comes when i can afford one. marykate and ashley should be my best friends.
however, for now, my focus is getting my ass outta here and hopefully into sfsu. i actually start applying tomorrow, and i'm so nervous. i really don't know if the colleges i want to go will take me. i really want to move up north i think. a good 6-8 hours away from here, living my life completely different and new. it's gonna be awesome, and fuck. you know what? i deserve it! i think i really do. 20 years here has been experience enough. i want to meet a lot of people. including guys that won't reject me, and actually give me a chance. shit, i should be worried if i can even find a man who's straight in that city. haha. i'm scared as fuck though dude. this semester has been so overwhelming. i hate STATS! its can definitely kiss my ass! what else? i think the only class i care for is human sexuality. that class is fun.
steve, presto pasta steve's birthday is on saturday. the big 2-4! i can't believe how long i've known that man. i met him when i was like 15. i really didn't think i'd still be talking to him now. he's still the same old steve. i think he'll never change. which is fine, because for some people they're life just works for them. then theres the other people who need change pretty consistantly because they get bored easily. get sick of routine. for example, ME.
school tomorrow. must attempt to sleep over 5 hours tonight.
i hate when people flake!
why do they do that to me?
its one of my pet peeves.
i can not stand it!
it can be so rude.
i hate when people don't give me a chance.
most of all, i hate when i feel like shit.
but i'm sure i'll get over by tomorrow morning, because i'm cool like that now. i shrug things off without sweating them all the time like i did before.
anyway, tonight i walked into work with like 10 people in the whole restaurant, and i assumed i'd easily walk out with like 40 bucks max. no sir! 100 bucks bitches! i love that. now i get to buy new tires for my car tomorrow. yay. not really. but it is indeed my sweet little ride. my talell! my getta-long! i will always love my car. its been sooo fucking good to me now for 4 years, and has got me to san diego and back i dunno how many times, school, work, and lots of other places i'll never remember. it's so many memories in a little car. i seriously love it when people who haven't ridden in my car in a long time ALWAYS say "this car reminds me of high school. the smell and feel." i'm glad people feel at home while they're in there :) ok this is too much talk about my fucking car, but i do really want a new car because i drove one the other day, and i never knew a car could ride that sweet. i can't wait until the day comes when i can afford one. marykate and ashley should be my best friends.
however, for now, my focus is getting my ass outta here and hopefully into sfsu. i actually start applying tomorrow, and i'm so nervous. i really don't know if the colleges i want to go will take me. i really want to move up north i think. a good 6-8 hours away from here, living my life completely different and new. it's gonna be awesome, and fuck. you know what? i deserve it! i think i really do. 20 years here has been experience enough. i want to meet a lot of people. including guys that won't reject me, and actually give me a chance. shit, i should be worried if i can even find a man who's straight in that city. haha. i'm scared as fuck though dude. this semester has been so overwhelming. i hate STATS! its can definitely kiss my ass! what else? i think the only class i care for is human sexuality. that class is fun.
steve, presto pasta steve's birthday is on saturday. the big 2-4! i can't believe how long i've known that man. i met him when i was like 15. i really didn't think i'd still be talking to him now. he's still the same old steve. i think he'll never change. which is fine, because for some people they're life just works for them. then theres the other people who need change pretty consistantly because they get bored easily. get sick of routine. for example, ME.
school tomorrow. must attempt to sleep over 5 hours tonight.