Jul 10, 2004 10:39
Thank the lord noones home...he he he
So I spent money to come back to Jersey and I didnt even work casue I had no ride home and no rode to the bus....
I called in to let them no I had no way of getting either there or home and Mark the dush ...he "let me go"
I cried.
Yes I cried because I got fired from The Childrens Place.
I sat on the toilet in my grand's bathroom and cried in my underwear and a towel on my head. I cried so bad that I looked like a racoon.
And I cried because I no longer have a job, I never keep a job more then 6 months,I have no money, yes I do I lied I have $.75 in my account,Im fat and look like an "umpa", me and andrew are doomed,my pickle moved,stole my tanks when I would have let her use them if she asked,she wrote a mean poem and I hope its not about me/sis,she wouldnt say good-bye to me after 17 years of campaionship,and no she is where the oranges are made,my red head cuz thinks she hurt someone when she could never because she is such a sweety, and last but not least I got fired.
And now I have to spend more money to get back to the city,and I have to poo, oyi.