long time..?
i'm pretty sure i'll almost never write in this stupid thing again, lol....
but i will keep it so that i can one day print it out.. i have like two of my old live journal things printed out from back in the day day.
but yea lotsa shit has happened since i last wrote. i got kicked out of my dad's then became a couch hopper for a couple/ few weeks and bounced from serena's to joe's then moved out to canal winchester and lived at kim's for a month or so... then last week i just moved in with my mom on morse road. i got a new job at this delve market research place. but i'm fo sho about to peace out on that because they cut my hours like whoaty. well i might keep it as part time and get a full time job that pays much better.. (that's ideal, right?) nah but i aplied at lowe's today for one position. tomorrow i'm gonna apply for a customer service position. and apply at home depot.. they both pay a fucking lot just for a cashier position. which would be nice. i'm pretty sick of phone shit. i mean the job itself isn't bad at all where i'm working now... but they female managers/ supervisors haaate me... i'm pretty sure it's because most of the people there think i'm a big raging dyke, i think. and this creepy old dude, joe, honestly can't take a hint. one night he asked me for my number about three times in one ten minute conversation.. the answer was the same every time.. and each time it never got less awkward. then the next week, he proceeded to explain that his intentions were not to get with me, but to go out and have a good time sometime... that's the jist of it... i think. he always mumbled and then does this squeaky little laugh... ahhh, he's so creepy. but anywho.
yea, so i've been living in my mom and tim's smelly smelly basement. and so far come accross two bugs. i just started typing about the bugs and then got the chills, so i think it's best we just don't discuss that part. but i ALSO think they've got MAD bugs living in the walls of their house.... eeeeveryday and night every few seconds i hear like.... crumbling in the walls, or what sounds like a plastic tarp blowing in the wind... but it's in the walls... and ceiling of the basement.. awww FUCKKKKKK... i fucking hate bugs and i hate thinking about them.,.... now i'm going to be itching til i get to sleep.
job, check. place to sleep and shower and eat, check. thinking, again, about attending a school for culinary arts? check. plans for a permanent living situation in the very near future? check! sammy, jared, katie and myself are getting a place in probably late july or august. i'm not sure if katie is for sure at this point, she was just thrown into the idea yesterday. but the rest of us are fo sho.
ight well.. i typed a lot. i'm bouncin on outta hea.
(still the same old gal.... it's almost 5 am)
but i will keep it so that i can one day print it out.. i have like two of my old live journal things printed out from back in the day day.
but yea lotsa shit has happened since i last wrote. i got kicked out of my dad's then became a couch hopper for a couple/ few weeks and bounced from serena's to joe's then moved out to canal winchester and lived at kim's for a month or so... then last week i just moved in with my mom on morse road. i got a new job at this delve market research place. but i'm fo sho about to peace out on that because they cut my hours like whoaty. well i might keep it as part time and get a full time job that pays much better.. (that's ideal, right?) nah but i aplied at lowe's today for one position. tomorrow i'm gonna apply for a customer service position. and apply at home depot.. they both pay a fucking lot just for a cashier position. which would be nice. i'm pretty sick of phone shit. i mean the job itself isn't bad at all where i'm working now... but they female managers/ supervisors haaate me... i'm pretty sure it's because most of the people there think i'm a big raging dyke, i think. and this creepy old dude, joe, honestly can't take a hint. one night he asked me for my number about three times in one ten minute conversation.. the answer was the same every time.. and each time it never got less awkward. then the next week, he proceeded to explain that his intentions were not to get with me, but to go out and have a good time sometime... that's the jist of it... i think. he always mumbled and then does this squeaky little laugh... ahhh, he's so creepy. but anywho.
yea, so i've been living in my mom and tim's smelly smelly basement. and so far come accross two bugs. i just started typing about the bugs and then got the chills, so i think it's best we just don't discuss that part. but i ALSO think they've got MAD bugs living in the walls of their house.... eeeeveryday and night every few seconds i hear like.... crumbling in the walls, or what sounds like a plastic tarp blowing in the wind... but it's in the walls... and ceiling of the basement.. awww FUCKKKKKK... i fucking hate bugs and i hate thinking about them.,.... now i'm going to be itching til i get to sleep.
job, check. place to sleep and shower and eat, check. thinking, again, about attending a school for culinary arts? check. plans for a permanent living situation in the very near future? check! sammy, jared, katie and myself are getting a place in probably late july or august. i'm not sure if katie is for sure at this point, she was just thrown into the idea yesterday. but the rest of us are fo sho.
ight well.. i typed a lot. i'm bouncin on outta hea.
(still the same old gal.... it's almost 5 am)