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wow i never post in this thing. kinda sucks. but i live on myspace... so thats prolly why. i can't wait for school to be over, summer is too far away. i'm sick of sharing a room, and i'm sick of being away from missy, bertney, and justin. and well, of course, bethy, but she's so fucking far away that i dont even know if they have panera's over there. i miss bethy. she cut her hair, i might not recognize her. i have an interview at fredericks of hollywood in the rockingham mall next thursday, it'll go well. i know this for the main reason that fredericks of hollywood wants me in nashua, but they need to fire someone and no1 is being a bitch... so they're just gonna send me to rockingham. i'll either be a part time sales rep, or a part time assistant manager, which is what i'd rather do. more money. at first, the whole rockingham mall thing freaked me out 'cause lets admit it, its a bit far away, but its like an exit away from hampton beach... so...thats just fuckin awesome. working this summer will be good, no matter where it is. i'm ready to have a job again.
sin city is the BEST FUCKING MOVIE EVER. justin took me to it last night, we were with his friend andy. he paid for me, made me happy. movies are fuckin expensive. but seriously though, that movie was fucking phenomenal. not only the fact that the story line was awesome (then again, thats just my kind of movie) but on the art side, it was gorgeous. mostly black and white, with just few colors emphasized. gorgeous, i love it. i've done projects like that before... its awesome. lots of death, lots of blood. lots of good fun. seriously though, i'm making all of my friends at MassArt see this movie. someone will just rip it off the internet or something... its so good. like, AMAZING. all of last night was awesome. movie, pool hall, watchin more movies at his house. fun times. i miss doin that shit, stayin up til all hours of the night being silly. oh shit, i forgot to call mikey last night. whoa damn.
my interview at vickis kinda sucked. and by kinda i mean really. that lady was a horrid little bitch and i dont plan on going back again for a second interview. dont yell at me for being late, when its 12:01, i was expected there at noon, and i'd been waitin for her outside for a few minutes. seriously now, thats fuckin bullshit. but not as bullshit as her bitching at me for what i was wearing (p.s. i was dressed up. black skirt, baby blue top) but it was the sandals. sorry, i didn't bring my ENTIRE wardrobe back with me from boston for the fucking day. maybe if you KNOW the person you are interviewing lives in boston (which they know, its all over the application) you'd tell them they'd be doing a working interview, and you'd tell them to wear specific things. seriously now... fuck that shit.
blah. i'm bored, i'm waitin for missy. she's playin vet right now because her doggy attacked her turtle, and may have killed it. i hope it didn't, but either way i'm takin her out for lunch. for her bday which was mid march, and for ice-cream (we'll go to friendlys, because we ALWAYS do) to calm her nerves bout the turtle. who knows though, maybe the turtle will go to heaven with the pope. too bad i'm not religious. i'd be interested in how he's doing. after reading angels and demons though, i actually know the process. weird. i read too much.
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sin city is the BEST FUCKING MOVIE EVER. justin took me to it last night, we were with his friend andy. he paid for me, made me happy. movies are fuckin expensive. but seriously though, that movie was fucking phenomenal. not only the fact that the story line was awesome (then again, thats just my kind of movie) but on the art side, it was gorgeous. mostly black and white, with just few colors emphasized. gorgeous, i love it. i've done projects like that before... its awesome. lots of death, lots of blood. lots of good fun. seriously though, i'm making all of my friends at MassArt see this movie. someone will just rip it off the internet or something... its so good. like, AMAZING. all of last night was awesome. movie, pool hall, watchin more movies at his house. fun times. i miss doin that shit, stayin up til all hours of the night being silly. oh shit, i forgot to call mikey last night. whoa damn.
my interview at vickis kinda sucked. and by kinda i mean really. that lady was a horrid little bitch and i dont plan on going back again for a second interview. dont yell at me for being late, when its 12:01, i was expected there at noon, and i'd been waitin for her outside for a few minutes. seriously now, thats fuckin bullshit. but not as bullshit as her bitching at me for what i was wearing (p.s. i was dressed up. black skirt, baby blue top) but it was the sandals. sorry, i didn't bring my ENTIRE wardrobe back with me from boston for the fucking day. maybe if you KNOW the person you are interviewing lives in boston (which they know, its all over the application) you'd tell them they'd be doing a working interview, and you'd tell them to wear specific things. seriously now... fuck that shit.
blah. i'm bored, i'm waitin for missy. she's playin vet right now because her doggy attacked her turtle, and may have killed it. i hope it didn't, but either way i'm takin her out for lunch. for her bday which was mid march, and for ice-cream (we'll go to friendlys, because we ALWAYS do) to calm her nerves bout the turtle. who knows though, maybe the turtle will go to heaven with the pope. too bad i'm not religious. i'd be interested in how he's doing. after reading angels and demons though, i actually know the process. weird. i read too much.
i'mmotherfuckignbabblingsoi'mgonnagodosomethingelse.likecheckmyspacebecauseialwaysdo.