everyone knows i'm in over my head...
this is a play by play of my day i wrote when i was bored at work:
i woke up this morning feeling like shit. i think it was an omen for what i should expect from the rest of the day. at 9:00 my alarm clock went off so i could get up get ready and go pick up my mom at 10:00. but of course i shut it off and fell back to sleep. waking up just didn't seem like a good idea today. i finally had to when my mom called the house at 5 to 10. i squeezed into my most uncomfortable but only clean pair of jeans and ironically enough slipped on my live polo bounded down the stairs and into the car to find i had almost no gas and absolutely no money which i already knew. i pulled into the parking lot and waited for my mom for what seemed like forever. finally i went in for her and found her sitting in a booth looking at a newspaper. we left late but with my driving we still made it there on time. once we got there i had to get those stupid fucking drops that burn and make your pupils huge. i had to read all those tiny little letters that i was too tired to even process. then came my one and only piece of good news today...my vision is still 20/20 and the spots i was seeing are floaters as i suspected and no big deal. we got back in the car and i was literally running on fumes. so my mom put $20.00 in my tank and i promised to pay her back later today once i got paid today. when i turned the car back on i noticed my check engine light was on yet again. great. once we got home i had planned on eating the last of what was in the fridge and then go food shopping. instead i had some egg noodles and passed out. when i woke up my mom was gone and had left me no money to go food shopping. i had planned on doing that rather than go to the gym to work out with ben. now he's pissed at me because i didn't show up. whatever. so i figured i'd take my car to get my car looked at where i JUST got it fixed. but i simply couldnt find the strength or motivation to get out of my moms bed and to turn of judge alex. he's the man. so i slept as long as i could then got up to go to work just like i have every day this week. who cares i need the money and anythings better than school. then i got a call from kT saying we're not getting paid today because the place that does our checks had a bomb scare. wtf. of course this happens when i've never been more broke. fuck europe for taking all my money. even though i miss it and i wish i was still there with everyone and away from all of this. an ocean away. then i came back from the gym tonight and found out my dad "forgot" about going to purchase tomorrow and my grandmas away so i have no way of getting there so once again my dad falls through on his promise to finally see my fucking college. it's important to me you'd think it might be to him. he fucking let me down with that shit. so at this point it looks like i'm finishing up a pretty dull break still without a cell phone, no money, maybe no car again and a pretty heavy heart.
i woke up this morning feeling like shit. i think it was an omen for what i should expect from the rest of the day. at 9:00 my alarm clock went off so i could get up get ready and go pick up my mom at 10:00. but of course i shut it off and fell back to sleep. waking up just didn't seem like a good idea today. i finally had to when my mom called the house at 5 to 10. i squeezed into my most uncomfortable but only clean pair of jeans and ironically enough slipped on my live polo bounded down the stairs and into the car to find i had almost no gas and absolutely no money which i already knew. i pulled into the parking lot and waited for my mom for what seemed like forever. finally i went in for her and found her sitting in a booth looking at a newspaper. we left late but with my driving we still made it there on time. once we got there i had to get those stupid fucking drops that burn and make your pupils huge. i had to read all those tiny little letters that i was too tired to even process. then came my one and only piece of good news today...my vision is still 20/20 and the spots i was seeing are floaters as i suspected and no big deal. we got back in the car and i was literally running on fumes. so my mom put $20.00 in my tank and i promised to pay her back later today once i got paid today. when i turned the car back on i noticed my check engine light was on yet again. great. once we got home i had planned on eating the last of what was in the fridge and then go food shopping. instead i had some egg noodles and passed out. when i woke up my mom was gone and had left me no money to go food shopping. i had planned on doing that rather than go to the gym to work out with ben. now he's pissed at me because i didn't show up. whatever. so i figured i'd take my car to get my car looked at where i JUST got it fixed. but i simply couldnt find the strength or motivation to get out of my moms bed and to turn of judge alex. he's the man. so i slept as long as i could then got up to go to work just like i have every day this week. who cares i need the money and anythings better than school. then i got a call from kT saying we're not getting paid today because the place that does our checks had a bomb scare. wtf. of course this happens when i've never been more broke. fuck europe for taking all my money. even though i miss it and i wish i was still there with everyone and away from all of this. an ocean away. then i came back from the gym tonight and found out my dad "forgot" about going to purchase tomorrow and my grandmas away so i have no way of getting there so once again my dad falls through on his promise to finally see my fucking college. it's important to me you'd think it might be to him. he fucking let me down with that shit. so at this point it looks like i'm finishing up a pretty dull break still without a cell phone, no money, maybe no car again and a pretty heavy heart.