Life's good, isn't it?
Okay, here we go.
Today started bad from this morning, at 1:30 a.m.
Ask ask Dearie or Sinar if you wanna know anything about the shit storm i'll be caught up in as soon as i'm back at school.
As the night went by, at 3:30 a.m., I was shot down and stomped on. My mom woke up and caught me on the computer.
She literally swore for two minutes and forty-three seconds. Believe it or not, I counted. Then, she said she'd finish tomorrow. She also said she'd take
care of me. She's going to take my internet away to make sure I won't get on. To her, i'm grounded for life.
She meant it, she finished it this morning when she woke me up at 10:15 a.m. to get ready for work.
Work was a nightmare. Right before work, she asked, no no, told me to go turn off the water for the pool. I turned off the pump. She always
said water instead of pump, but I got yelled at, because, I was wrong. Right? You tell me. I went back outside, and turned the pool pump back on.
Then, I turned off the water hose that was filling the pool. I know I did, because I was stepping on the hose when I was turning it off, and I am almost
sure that I turned it off, since there really wasn't any water circulation in the hose. Now, back to work.
Vincent was a fuck, calling me a retard, in front of mom. Normally she would say something, but this time, I think she was agreeing with him.
Goes to show you, I really am one. He wanted me to help him cook something, fruit pastries. I tried, and mixed the eggs and sugar. Apparently,
you can't do that to his standards. Mom called me out of the kitchen, and made me go buss some tables. I seemed to do so, but then I got yelled
at for not setting them up. Wait, I thought she wanted me to buss them, not completely prepare them for the dinner shifts. Hhmm...
So anyway, I came home and played some xbox to ease off a little stress. Right around five p.m., that stupid prick Billy was getting ready for work.
I told him i'm working, but he insisted that he worked because I already worked today. I was supposed to work double shift for band trip, but no, this fuck's
gotta screw me and go to work on my shifts. On his way out to work, he screamed "Peace Dino".
I give up, these people will kill me before I get to run away.
-Zero
Today started bad from this morning, at 1:30 a.m.
Ask ask Dearie or Sinar if you wanna know anything about the shit storm i'll be caught up in as soon as i'm back at school.
As the night went by, at 3:30 a.m., I was shot down and stomped on. My mom woke up and caught me on the computer.
She literally swore for two minutes and forty-three seconds. Believe it or not, I counted. Then, she said she'd finish tomorrow. She also said she'd take
care of me. She's going to take my internet away to make sure I won't get on. To her, i'm grounded for life.
She meant it, she finished it this morning when she woke me up at 10:15 a.m. to get ready for work.
Work was a nightmare. Right before work, she asked, no no, told me to go turn off the water for the pool. I turned off the pump. She always
said water instead of pump, but I got yelled at, because, I was wrong. Right? You tell me. I went back outside, and turned the pool pump back on.
Then, I turned off the water hose that was filling the pool. I know I did, because I was stepping on the hose when I was turning it off, and I am almost
sure that I turned it off, since there really wasn't any water circulation in the hose. Now, back to work.
Vincent was a fuck, calling me a retard, in front of mom. Normally she would say something, but this time, I think she was agreeing with him.
Goes to show you, I really am one. He wanted me to help him cook something, fruit pastries. I tried, and mixed the eggs and sugar. Apparently,
you can't do that to his standards. Mom called me out of the kitchen, and made me go buss some tables. I seemed to do so, but then I got yelled
at for not setting them up. Wait, I thought she wanted me to buss them, not completely prepare them for the dinner shifts. Hhmm...
So anyway, I came home and played some xbox to ease off a little stress. Right around five p.m., that stupid prick Billy was getting ready for work.
I told him i'm working, but he insisted that he worked because I already worked today. I was supposed to work double shift for band trip, but no, this fuck's
gotta screw me and go to work on my shifts. On his way out to work, he screamed "Peace Dino".
I give up, these people will kill me before I get to run away.
-Zero