reasons why i could never own my own busniess:
ok so ive been working with my dad for a little over a month now and although i get paid pretty good and i cant complain, im thinking about just telling my dad that ill find another job and get paid like 1/3 of what im making now. at least at this new job, ill be doing something productive and i get pay stubs which is good because i want to buy a car at carmax and since i have to buy it on my own, i need to prove that im working and that i have a steady income. im so fucking bad at managing money because i love shopping and i always buy all these things that i really dont need. (just ask danny) AND im not good at making decisions and i cant deal with people because i get nervous and i dont know what to say and if they say something not so nice, i swear ill cry because...
im a little pussy bitch. =/
this man just came to change the fire extinguisher and i told him that i didnt know and that i didnt have money to buy a new one. he told me he could leave a new one and that he'll be back tomorrow. i called my dad and hes like...nevermind. so i told the man that and he got mad at me and left because i made him waste his time because he had to fill out some stupid piece of shit slip of paper. eff that. he can go get run over by a train and have dogs shit all over his remains for all i care. actually, id feel really really bad. i HATE being left alone in the office. its in opa locka and the country's most dangerous street is right around here. weird men come to the door to sell me things and theres homeless people and drug dealers roaming around the streets all the time.
just yesterday, some strange 47 yr old hispanic man grabbed my hand to kiss it, asked for my name, showed me to some man and followed me to my car, telling me how pretty i was or whatever. it creeps me the fuck out.
i want to be able to hang out with my friends during the day. i want to sleep over brandees and karens houses. i dont even remember the last time i slept over p's house. i want to be able to sleep in a little. id like to go to the beach one weekday morning with karen, not go to the ghetto.
arrgh. i dont know. im not mad or anything. i just wanted to share these feelings because i dont want to keep them in anymore. other than that, my summers going pretty good. i saw wedding crashers again last night and i stuck my gum on dannys arm and it got stuck. lol i felt so bad, i ran to the truck and grabbed his knife so i could stab him and hide the body behind the curtains in the theater he could cut the gum off so now he has a bald spot on his arm. =)
i say me and YOU should hang out real soon. k?
i love you all, i promise♥