Thursday.
Okay, so my euphoria from the weekend is long gone. It ended on Monday morning when I had to get up and go to school. It's not that I have to get up at 5:30 AM to get there, that's the easiest part of my damned day..but dealing with the people there is a different story. They are loud, obnoxious, and just plain fucking stupid. Sometimes, I can't understand how they've made it this far.
And listening to my friend go on and on and on and on about how happy her and her boyfriend are and how much she misses him is getting to me for some reason. Maybe I'm getting hostile about being lonely while she rubs her oh-so-perfect relationship right in my fucking face. I don't know, but she's the last person I want to see or talk to right now, but her being my only way to and from work at the moment, I have no choice. I love that girl to death, but sometimes..just sometimes.
Then, Monday night, I worked, my one of two days I have to work this week. And. It. Was. Hell. My managers started screaming at me about how worthless I am there..and they don't see why they hired me, yes I admit it was all out of frustration and anger, but when someone says that to you, it kind of hurts your feelings a little bit. So after being told I am worthless to the company I went back, and started doing dishes, lord knows I need to keep the job, or I would have quit right then and there, I need Christmas money though, I'm going to be looking for a new job soon. Very soon. But for right now, this will have to do. The manager who yelled at me, called me the next day to kinda/sorta apologize, even though I never once heard the words "I'm Sorry" come out of her mouth, she just told me that I wasn't worthless to the company and I was doing a good job, she was just frusterated. I called my boss and told her about it, but she didn't care because my manager is her fuckin' sister. Should have figured right? But anyways, my job sucks. Bad.
Pedro is getting on my last nerve, too. He wants rides everywhere in exchange for pot. So I made the decision that I am going to quit smoking pot for a while. Not forever..but while I finish my High School and get my life together. I don't know if the College I am applying at does random drug tests because it is a private college (I talked to the director last night and he says that I have a 25% chance of getting a $1000 scholarship..and 25% is pretty good odds (he only gives out 4 and usually only 2 apply so I have more of a 50% chance but whatever) so I was excited) massage therapy schools can do things different that regular schools, so I have to keep on my toes. I don't want to fuck up my life by smoking pot, there are a lot of things a lot more important to me. =]
So in a nutshell, I have had a shitty week and want to kill 2 of my friends I won't, but I feel like it. This is long, so I think I'm going to cut it..but that's my rant if you'd like to read it ^^
EDIT: Oh, and Carrie comes home tomorrow!!! I just hope this weekend was as good as last. ^crosses fingers^
And listening to my friend go on and on and on and on about how happy her and her boyfriend are and how much she misses him is getting to me for some reason. Maybe I'm getting hostile about being lonely while she rubs her oh-so-perfect relationship right in my fucking face. I don't know, but she's the last person I want to see or talk to right now, but her being my only way to and from work at the moment, I have no choice. I love that girl to death, but sometimes..just sometimes.
Then, Monday night, I worked, my one of two days I have to work this week. And. It. Was. Hell. My managers started screaming at me about how worthless I am there..and they don't see why they hired me, yes I admit it was all out of frustration and anger, but when someone says that to you, it kind of hurts your feelings a little bit. So after being told I am worthless to the company I went back, and started doing dishes, lord knows I need to keep the job, or I would have quit right then and there, I need Christmas money though, I'm going to be looking for a new job soon. Very soon. But for right now, this will have to do. The manager who yelled at me, called me the next day to kinda/sorta apologize, even though I never once heard the words "I'm Sorry" come out of her mouth, she just told me that I wasn't worthless to the company and I was doing a good job, she was just frusterated. I called my boss and told her about it, but she didn't care because my manager is her fuckin' sister. Should have figured right? But anyways, my job sucks. Bad.
Pedro is getting on my last nerve, too. He wants rides everywhere in exchange for pot. So I made the decision that I am going to quit smoking pot for a while. Not forever..but while I finish my High School and get my life together. I don't know if the College I am applying at does random drug tests because it is a private college (I talked to the director last night and he says that I have a 25% chance of getting a $1000 scholarship..and 25% is pretty good odds (he only gives out 4 and usually only 2 apply so I have more of a 50% chance but whatever) so I was excited) massage therapy schools can do things different that regular schools, so I have to keep on my toes. I don't want to fuck up my life by smoking pot, there are a lot of things a lot more important to me. =]
So in a nutshell, I have had a shitty week and want to kill 2 of my friends I won't, but I feel like it. This is long, so I think I'm going to cut it..but that's my rant if you'd like to read it ^^
EDIT: Oh, and Carrie comes home tomorrow!!! I just hope this weekend was as good as last. ^crosses fingers^