I want you there by the window where I stare
Day 6.13
-I had my first shift in which I made tips. I worked from 1 to 6 ish and then stayed for an hour hanging out with my Co-workers. Their pretty chill, I enjoy them. This one 16 year old chick keeps hitting on me it's weird...but I like it.
-I may have a party this weekend, but that's debatable.
-My dad is making me work again tommorow for him. I finished the front yard, it looks beautiful. I do good work of course. But there is still the back yard which of course is bigger and harder meaning longer to do. More money for me I suppose, god I need it.
-I have 64$ checking, -200$ credit, and 600$ savings in the bank currently. Also Known As I'm broke as a fat chick. I have jokes.
-I hung out with my pledge brother Dylan last night, it was kind of lame. My sister came and then more of her friends came. Basically sat there while I drank Corona and made small talk, at least it was something though. Dylan is a character that I'll never understand. He is quiet, sketchy, and isn't really that charasmatic, but he hooks up with girls like it's his job. I don't understand it. I wish I could do that sometimes. I can't figure out what exactly is required, like I guess the right combination of words and mannerisms mixed with chemistry and then the right timming, and a sense of what should happen. Or I'm just a clown. I'm going to go with clown behind case 23.
-I have so much beer in my fridge downstairs: cube of Busch Light, 12 of Corona, case of Natty, and a 20 of Miller Genuine Draught. And a travel size bottle of hypnotiq. Fuck yeaaaaaaaa
Random Rant:
-I really need caffine to ramble. Caffiene keeps me normal, I swear. Without it, I'm so ADD, I can't focus, listen, multi-task, be friendly, or even stay alive. It's hard to explain, but basically with 2 expresso shots, I am a god.
-I may be an alcoholic, but I don't see myself as one. You know? According to the technical definition I am. Like I have one or more drinks a week (or a day) but not according to what society would define as an alcoholic. Like drinking liquor all day every day. And I suppose I could try to prove that I'm not by not drinking for a week or two, but I don't know, cause something always comes up and it just seems silly to me. Maybe I am crazy. Or maybe my mom is just freeking out about an email I sent her telling her EVERYTHING about Rush... Fucking BAD idea. I like beer is my point.
-I had my first shift in which I made tips. I worked from 1 to 6 ish and then stayed for an hour hanging out with my Co-workers. Their pretty chill, I enjoy them. This one 16 year old chick keeps hitting on me it's weird...but I like it.
-I may have a party this weekend, but that's debatable.
-My dad is making me work again tommorow for him. I finished the front yard, it looks beautiful. I do good work of course. But there is still the back yard which of course is bigger and harder meaning longer to do. More money for me I suppose, god I need it.
-I have 64$ checking, -200$ credit, and 600$ savings in the bank currently. Also Known As I'm broke as a fat chick. I have jokes.
-I hung out with my pledge brother Dylan last night, it was kind of lame. My sister came and then more of her friends came. Basically sat there while I drank Corona and made small talk, at least it was something though. Dylan is a character that I'll never understand. He is quiet, sketchy, and isn't really that charasmatic, but he hooks up with girls like it's his job. I don't understand it. I wish I could do that sometimes. I can't figure out what exactly is required, like I guess the right combination of words and mannerisms mixed with chemistry and then the right timming, and a sense of what should happen. Or I'm just a clown. I'm going to go with clown behind case 23.
-I have so much beer in my fridge downstairs: cube of Busch Light, 12 of Corona, case of Natty, and a 20 of Miller Genuine Draught. And a travel size bottle of hypnotiq. Fuck yeaaaaaaaa
Random Rant:
-I really need caffine to ramble. Caffiene keeps me normal, I swear. Without it, I'm so ADD, I can't focus, listen, multi-task, be friendly, or even stay alive. It's hard to explain, but basically with 2 expresso shots, I am a god.
-I may be an alcoholic, but I don't see myself as one. You know? According to the technical definition I am. Like I have one or more drinks a week (or a day) but not according to what society would define as an alcoholic. Like drinking liquor all day every day. And I suppose I could try to prove that I'm not by not drinking for a week or two, but I don't know, cause something always comes up and it just seems silly to me. Maybe I am crazy. Or maybe my mom is just freeking out about an email I sent her telling her EVERYTHING about Rush... Fucking BAD idea. I like beer is my point.