Sep 27, 2006 23:00
Life consists of: school, work, piano, shows, boyfriend, 8.9 hours of sleep on the weekdays, good food, and lastly always anticipating next year/winterbreak/the weekend... basically not doing anything, when I can... which is never now.
I'm so stubborn about finding a normal job. My job is too hard, the only kind of people that are willing to do it are people like me. What-the-fuck-ever, lots of money. My boss made me lead canvasser. That's cool, now pay me more! I get an extra 10 bucks for every Taft kid, awesome possome. I will be loosing alot of weight from this job, that's not exactly what I care about, because I'd rather get really toned and a bit muscular, but weight loss is cool too.
My father... still the same. (it was his birthday yesterday) I remember always believing when I was younger that he would change, someday. I now know for a fact that he won't. People have to change, it's too bad some people have no willingness or desire to do so. Fuck them. You gotta pound them in the head till they bleed to death or send them to prison to make them realize it (not fucking literally), but that's how hard it is to change them. Wayta go daddy, wayta go. I still love you though, but it's just sad. GOD.
I love Walter Delgado so much. More than life.
-B.
fuck you,
walter delgado,
work,
school