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Okay, first things first...I didn't get the job at JWT because I can't be there every night. I have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays from 6:30 to 9pm, so..yeah, they don't like that. I would only be missing 10 shows, as apposed to the 41 shows I would be working. And intermission is when they make all their money, and it starts around 9:30. I could come straight from class and be there before intermission even starts. But nooo. *growls* So, now I have to call Clayton and make sure he's got me down to work concessions at the MAC every weekend until I go back to school. Only having shows on the weekends, doesn't really give me an opportunity to make much money, but it's the best I can do. Maybe I can talk to someone about working in the ticket office there during the day. I just need money!
I got really pissed off at my dad yesterday. I already have issues about him not spending time with me like he used to. Our relationship has never been the same since Lisa came along, and it drives me crazy. All of his attention is on her. He used to make it a priority to kiss us goodbye and tells I love you before going out the door. Now he will drop everything, and stop time, to kiss Lisa, but only yells a hurried 'love you girls' as he goes out the door. It's really been on my mind lately. I didn't feel like getting out of bed yesterday morning to go to church, and so I missed the whole Father's Day dinner at Reno's. But now that I think about it...I'm sort of glad I didn't go. That's what their used to now...just dad, Lisa, and Clarissa. I feel out of place in my own home now. But the reason I got so mad yesterday, was because while they were gone, I found a very nice e-card that I sent to my dad's e-mail. It was really moving. The pictures and music made me a little teary-eyed. When I told him to check his mail, Lisa was on the computer, so he told her to check it. He read it and smiled, kissed my cheek and said thank ya. That's it..nothing else. It was so blah. The he turns to Lisa and gives her a huge hug, kisses her and says he loves her. I through my notebook that I was writing in, and walked quickly out of the room. I ended up going outside and beating my fists against my dad's new punching bag, until my knuckles were red and very sore. They're lightly bruised today, but don't hurt.
My mom called yesterday as well. I hate talking to her, especially on the phone. She talks all sweet and loving, "Hiii, how are yooou. Watcha doin?" Arrrg! And then once she realized I was home alone, her tone changed completly. "Oh..well, I wanted to talk to Clarissa.." And so her tone is now sad and dissapointed. I'm sorry! Then why are you talking to me!? I wanted to hang up on her right then and there. But I was nice. She wonders why I don't sound like I want to talk to her...well that's why. Cause she's fake! Don't call me acting like your life is perfect and your excited to talk to me, when you're really depressed and could care less. Arg!! She fits right in to my pet peeve speech that I have to give today! I don't tolerate people like that very well.
I'm bored and freezing in this office. I'm about to go over to the library to type up my speech before class. Hopefully Lana will be awake to save me from my misery. I'm afraid she may not get up in time though. If not, I'll just rehearse my speech over and over. Fun fun.
I've gotta get outta this office now, before I become too frozen to move.
;Jess