oops I'm drunk
I'm drunk but it's happy hour, ok? 
So life has been so good to me lately, I guess Karma is finally doing me good instead of bad. I have a wonderful, amazing, super great boyfriend. His name is Matt and he's from Brooklyn. He's in Abq because the cost of living is cheap as shit here and 3 years ago his parents were killed in a drunk driving accident (the other car was drunk). He is the guardian of his 16 year old sister. So he's had to deal with a lot. He has to be the strong one because if his sister needs to cry to someone he needs to be there for her. He was saying it sucks he doesn't have anyone to cry to when shit gets hard for him. My mom said he could think of her as an aunt or something if he needed someone to cry to. And I'm not some cunt that thinks a guy is a pussy if he shows emotion. I think it's awesome that they show their feelings. But yeah, Matt is great. I'm so happy he found me. He said he just hoped his parents were proud of him and he thinks his mom talked to God and he brought me into his life
So I had my interview at Macy's today. It was a group interview with 2 other girls. I think I am ahead because I have a portfolio and am certified as a make up artist here. I went to school and learned a lot and have experience. They train everyone but I think I'm ahead of this other girl that doesn't have any cosmetics experience. When I was in the interview my mom was in Macy's talking to a girl at Origins and she was telling her all the stuff they don't mention in the interviews. So I got to hear that. And the manager also told me she'd pass on my info to the cosmetics manager. So now I'm just waiting for her to contact me for a 2nd interview. The girl at Origins said they need like 7 people to work cosmetics counters. They train you and say you don't need experience but I have experience, my make up certification and a portfolio so that'll be good to show I think.
I'm gonna go be drunk now and talk to my Brooklyn baby.
So life has been so good to me lately, I guess Karma is finally doing me good instead of bad. I have a wonderful, amazing, super great boyfriend. His name is Matt and he's from Brooklyn. He's in Abq because the cost of living is cheap as shit here and 3 years ago his parents were killed in a drunk driving accident (the other car was drunk). He is the guardian of his 16 year old sister. So he's had to deal with a lot. He has to be the strong one because if his sister needs to cry to someone he needs to be there for her. He was saying it sucks he doesn't have anyone to cry to when shit gets hard for him. My mom said he could think of her as an aunt or something if he needed someone to cry to. And I'm not some cunt that thinks a guy is a pussy if he shows emotion. I think it's awesome that they show their feelings. But yeah, Matt is great. I'm so happy he found me. He said he just hoped his parents were proud of him and he thinks his mom talked to God and he brought me into his life
So I had my interview at Macy's today. It was a group interview with 2 other girls. I think I am ahead because I have a portfolio and am certified as a make up artist here. I went to school and learned a lot and have experience. They train everyone but I think I'm ahead of this other girl that doesn't have any cosmetics experience. When I was in the interview my mom was in Macy's talking to a girl at Origins and she was telling her all the stuff they don't mention in the interviews. So I got to hear that. And the manager also told me she'd pass on my info to the cosmetics manager. So now I'm just waiting for her to contact me for a 2nd interview. The girl at Origins said they need like 7 people to work cosmetics counters. They train you and say you don't need experience but I have experience, my make up certification and a portfolio so that'll be good to show I think.
I'm gonna go be drunk now and talk to my Brooklyn baby.