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So I am absolutely loving life.
I love my apartment, my roommate, my car and my jobs.
I just got a waittressing job at a wicked cute mexican restaraunt down the street. Its called the Alamo, and its got sweet paintings all over the walls with scenes from the alamo. Its pretty sweet, they hired me on the spot and I start training Monday morning. Come visit and eat burritos. I hope Im good at waittressing, Im pretty sure I will be. I also hope my orders get extended for ADSW, that would be amazing.
This weekends is going to be pretty tough, Saturday Im going to get a pig tattooed on my right foot, and something with Poppy on my left. Then Im going to stay the night at my grandmothers in Marshfield. Sunday is the one year anniversary/memorial mass for my Poppy. I cant imagine Ill be able to handle it very well, since I wasnt home for his funeral, thisll be the first time I really have to deal with the fact that hes really gone. My Poppy was so important to me, I cant even handle thinking that hes really dead. Ive just been putting it on a back burner in denial for the past year. Ugh. Hopefully Ill still be loving life after that.
"Friends" keep fucking me over a lot lately, but I really dont care, Thank you for helping me weed you out of my life. I dont need dirt bags taking up my time. Lifes too fucking precious to waste my time with people that are shitty. I know when it comes down to it Im a good person, and a good friend. And people that can just stop talking to me, or take for granted the fact that Im here- I really dont need or want you in my life.
I love my apartment, my roommate, my car and my jobs.
I just got a waittressing job at a wicked cute mexican restaraunt down the street. Its called the Alamo, and its got sweet paintings all over the walls with scenes from the alamo. Its pretty sweet, they hired me on the spot and I start training Monday morning. Come visit and eat burritos. I hope Im good at waittressing, Im pretty sure I will be. I also hope my orders get extended for ADSW, that would be amazing.
This weekends is going to be pretty tough, Saturday Im going to get a pig tattooed on my right foot, and something with Poppy on my left. Then Im going to stay the night at my grandmothers in Marshfield. Sunday is the one year anniversary/memorial mass for my Poppy. I cant imagine Ill be able to handle it very well, since I wasnt home for his funeral, thisll be the first time I really have to deal with the fact that hes really gone. My Poppy was so important to me, I cant even handle thinking that hes really dead. Ive just been putting it on a back burner in denial for the past year. Ugh. Hopefully Ill still be loving life after that.
"Friends" keep fucking me over a lot lately, but I really dont care, Thank you for helping me weed you out of my life. I dont need dirt bags taking up my time. Lifes too fucking precious to waste my time with people that are shitty. I know when it comes down to it Im a good person, and a good friend. And people that can just stop talking to me, or take for granted the fact that Im here- I really dont need or want you in my life.