Sad Excuses and False Hopes High
*Annoyed grunt* Two weeks to the day until I am more than likely out of a job. Im gonna fuckin hate leaving. My first real fuckin job and its over. If I get the DJ job Ill be happier, but who knows.
Shit, I dunno what the hell Im doing....I liked radio, I was GOOD at radio. Am I gonna be good at the EMT thing? Am I gonna fail? Who the hell knows....seriously the only thing keeping me sane right now is watching every single wrestling match I can get my grubby hands on. 2nd City Saints mostly, some Alex Shelly, a LOT of Styles.
Sleep time....bitches
Shit, I dunno what the hell Im doing....I liked radio, I was GOOD at radio. Am I gonna be good at the EMT thing? Am I gonna fail? Who the hell knows....seriously the only thing keeping me sane right now is watching every single wrestling match I can get my grubby hands on. 2nd City Saints mostly, some Alex Shelly, a LOT of Styles.
Sleep time....bitches