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I still didn't get my damn application, but at least I tried to today. I was nervous since I'm really not good at interacting with people (haven't had a hell of a lot of practice for the past 5 years, you see.) but that was quickly crushed by my more rational side. I walked in confidently, went straight past all of those horrible scary people and saw a girl I went to school with standing behind the counter. And it wasn't a girl that I hated! Score! She smiled, said my full name (probably to show that she remembered), and asked what she could to for me. Instant comfort. I asked her for an application, she said that her manager was gone for the day and the guys who were supposed to bring the applications a few weeks ago still hadn't shown up, but I could come back tomorrow before 3 or 4 PM and probably catch her then. I smiled a lot, didn't really bother to try to catch up with her since we never really were friends, more like acquaintances. Besides, she was on the clock and I didn't want to keep her.
So I am going to try to go back tomorrow and hopefully get a fucking application or SOMEthing then! She said that she thinks they're still hiring, so that's a relief. I feel so good now. I actually did something on my own that I previously was terrified of and it really wasn't so bad. Go me.
I got some rice cakes today (I first wrote that as "rick cakes"... weird.) or rather my mom did when she went to the grocery store this morning. I don't see why people don't like them. So what if they aren't fucking sweet or zesty. Yeah, they're a little bland, but they're really not as terrible as most people seem to think. I rather enjoy them.
I know it sounds lame, but I'm also trying that whole Special K challenge thing because, hey, I like Special K and anything to try to lose some weight right now. I'm even measuring out the 1 cup of cereal and 1/2 cup of milk! Yes, I feel lame as all hell when I do that, but who the fuck cares? I don't want to be a fucking fatty anymore. There's an inner skank just dying to get out, but she can't get through the wall of fat. I'm so ashamed of what I've become and have really always been. I'M GOING TO BE THINNER, DAMMIT.
I asked my mom about maybe getting some weights for me to lift. I was embarrassed to tell her that my arms are sore from yesterday, but it's clearly a problem that I must remedy ASAP. She didn't really say much about it, but I didn't expect her to run out and buy some today. In the meantime, I'll just find some heavy shit to lift. Anything to be all grrr tough like I kind of was ~5 years ago.
So I am going to try to go back tomorrow and hopefully get a fucking application or SOMEthing then! She said that she thinks they're still hiring, so that's a relief. I feel so good now. I actually did something on my own that I previously was terrified of and it really wasn't so bad. Go me.
I got some rice cakes today (I first wrote that as "rick cakes"... weird.) or rather my mom did when she went to the grocery store this morning. I don't see why people don't like them. So what if they aren't fucking sweet or zesty. Yeah, they're a little bland, but they're really not as terrible as most people seem to think. I rather enjoy them.
I know it sounds lame, but I'm also trying that whole Special K challenge thing because, hey, I like Special K and anything to try to lose some weight right now. I'm even measuring out the 1 cup of cereal and 1/2 cup of milk! Yes, I feel lame as all hell when I do that, but who the fuck cares? I don't want to be a fucking fatty anymore. There's an inner skank just dying to get out, but she can't get through the wall of fat. I'm so ashamed of what I've become and have really always been. I'M GOING TO BE THINNER, DAMMIT.
I asked my mom about maybe getting some weights for me to lift. I was embarrassed to tell her that my arms are sore from yesterday, but it's clearly a problem that I must remedy ASAP. She didn't really say much about it, but I didn't expect her to run out and buy some today. In the meantime, I'll just find some heavy shit to lift. Anything to be all grrr tough like I kind of was ~5 years ago.