life is a twat
so. here's my life as of right this second.
me and my boyfriend are on the verge of nothing. we mostly argue and get no where. we've agreed that we've both thought about breaking up many times. my reasons are because he treats me like shit..his are because he thinks i'm too fat. so. the conclusion to our conversation? jim: "if you lose ALOT of weight..our relationship will be much better. if you don't. i'll break up with you."
soo. ya. how's that for 'i love you'?
my job fucking sucks balls. i was like a week away from getting my shitty .50 raise..when low-and-behold my power went out on sunday and i was like 20 min late to work and my GM was there and now he said that i don't deserve a raise. when they gave that fat fucking fuck who is like 30 min late everyday a raise!! i'm so pissed. I need to find a new job. one that will actually start off paying me decent and then gives raises. ya right, huh? i'm gonna fucking kill myself.
amazingly i got drunk off of barely anything last night. due to the fact that i had like no sleep and hadn't eaten that day..2 1/2 mike's hard lemonade pretty much rendered me incompetent for a few hours. crazy huh. then jim was like lets go play tennis!! and dragged me to the car. then we got there and walked around a little cause the lights were off (it was like 9pm) and then i realized i reallly had to pee and the bathrooms were all locked so we went home and i fell asleep. lol. i just remember jim like smothering me and me yelling at him alot. lol. i feel bad because that was the second day i said we would go play tennis and we didn't. oh well. it was good to be drunk and not have to worry about anything!
ugh. i'm still tired though. i dunno if i should stay here tonight and go to work from here or not. oh well. i just can't be late anymore. kari said..i'll try to give you a raise in like 3 or 4 weeks. fucking twat..andrew i mean. not kari. not her fault. she doesn't get to decide if someone actually gets the raise. faggot ass little dick andrew does. who didn't do anything sunday but sit at the energy bar hooting and yelling for some sports team. ya real professional. and he told kari he was really mad that i was reading a book at the desk. i'm sorry i'm literate unlike some of the people that work there.
what ev.
i'm out.
me and my boyfriend are on the verge of nothing. we mostly argue and get no where. we've agreed that we've both thought about breaking up many times. my reasons are because he treats me like shit..his are because he thinks i'm too fat. so. the conclusion to our conversation? jim: "if you lose ALOT of weight..our relationship will be much better. if you don't. i'll break up with you."
soo. ya. how's that for 'i love you'?
my job fucking sucks balls. i was like a week away from getting my shitty .50 raise..when low-and-behold my power went out on sunday and i was like 20 min late to work and my GM was there and now he said that i don't deserve a raise. when they gave that fat fucking fuck who is like 30 min late everyday a raise!! i'm so pissed. I need to find a new job. one that will actually start off paying me decent and then gives raises. ya right, huh? i'm gonna fucking kill myself.
amazingly i got drunk off of barely anything last night. due to the fact that i had like no sleep and hadn't eaten that day..2 1/2 mike's hard lemonade pretty much rendered me incompetent for a few hours. crazy huh. then jim was like lets go play tennis!! and dragged me to the car. then we got there and walked around a little cause the lights were off (it was like 9pm) and then i realized i reallly had to pee and the bathrooms were all locked so we went home and i fell asleep. lol. i just remember jim like smothering me and me yelling at him alot. lol. i feel bad because that was the second day i said we would go play tennis and we didn't. oh well. it was good to be drunk and not have to worry about anything!
ugh. i'm still tired though. i dunno if i should stay here tonight and go to work from here or not. oh well. i just can't be late anymore. kari said..i'll try to give you a raise in like 3 or 4 weeks. fucking twat..andrew i mean. not kari. not her fault. she doesn't get to decide if someone actually gets the raise. faggot ass little dick andrew does. who didn't do anything sunday but sit at the energy bar hooting and yelling for some sports team. ya real professional. and he told kari he was really mad that i was reading a book at the desk. i'm sorry i'm literate unlike some of the people that work there.
what ev.
i'm out.