Don't Go On Me
Man, I don't even know me sometimes. I usually tend to be chill about people I don't like, but sometimes, uuugghhh, I can't stand them and shit, I have to keep my mouth quiet about it or it will just explode in my face. But I really can't stand some people - WHO ARE MY FRIENDS' FRIENDS, WHICH IS LIKE, DOUBLE SHIT. I have to solve this problem, man. Har har.
I need to get a fucking job, too. There's a couple of good sites (plus, I already registered to UniversiaPT) and my mom can give me a hand with interviews and the curriculum vitae because she worked in that, mmm. And I also need a cup of coffee, I only got four hours of sleep - woke up at like, 7 am or something and just couldn't go back to sleep. I hate when that happens.
I really need a car of my own too, fuck. You only notice how handy a private vehicle is when you do start driving.
I need to get a fucking job, too. There's a couple of good sites (plus, I already registered to UniversiaPT) and my mom can give me a hand with interviews and the curriculum vitae because she worked in that, mmm. And I also need a cup of coffee, I only got four hours of sleep - woke up at like, 7 am or something and just couldn't go back to sleep. I hate when that happens.
I really need a car of my own too, fuck. You only notice how handy a private vehicle is when you do start driving.