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its experimental surgery time.
so kids, i guess i should fill you in what's been happning since i last wrote in here. well i got screwed MAJORLY over by fox hopyard (and if you ask my dad, of course its all my fault.) i have two more jobs lined up with friends so i can give them gas money. i know the a+p needs cashiers and it would rock the fucking socks off of me to work with britt, because we'd have our late night mcdonalds runs and i'd get ciggarettes from teh counter.
the other offer (and i may just end up taking both because god knows i need the money) is to sit at a computer all day taking orders from people buying flowers, which would, ummmmm rock? HELLO! COMPUTER! ME! SOLITARE AND MINESWEEPER AND EMAIL!!! hahaa. plus i would be working with heather and i havnt hung out with her in like 1/2 a year. aaaaaaaaaaand its a whopping 9.50 an hour which is pretty fucking sweet considering i got minimum at fox.
i found out that my boobs are horribly ginormous when me and mike went dress shopping to compare sizes for my bridesmaid dress. :sigh: unless i can go one size up we may have to look at me duct taping them down. i didnt realize that they were THAT big.
oh well. things with mike are going swimmingly but i still am sooooooo worried about when i leave to go to TEACH (the hairschool). i dont want to leave him but this is what i need to do to make myself happy, yanno? OH BOY, my dad was SO not thrilled when i told him. i really dread living at home again because he's kinda the reason i wanted to kill myself in highschool. not fun.
but if i have a car and lisence and work and friends and then in the fall-school, i shouldnt have to worry so much. he'll come around to the idea (i hope) and things will settle down. not to mention i will try to be the goldenchild. by not making a mess since i (hopefully) will never be home. and i will be cooking dinner for them which they might appreciate... yay?
i can only hope.
well i hear mike calling my name from the living room so i suppose this is where i leave you.
be safe kiddos.
Liz
so kids, i guess i should fill you in what's been happning since i last wrote in here. well i got screwed MAJORLY over by fox hopyard (and if you ask my dad, of course its all my fault.) i have two more jobs lined up with friends so i can give them gas money. i know the a+p needs cashiers and it would rock the fucking socks off of me to work with britt, because we'd have our late night mcdonalds runs and i'd get ciggarettes from teh counter.
the other offer (and i may just end up taking both because god knows i need the money) is to sit at a computer all day taking orders from people buying flowers, which would, ummmmm rock? HELLO! COMPUTER! ME! SOLITARE AND MINESWEEPER AND EMAIL!!! hahaa. plus i would be working with heather and i havnt hung out with her in like 1/2 a year. aaaaaaaaaaand its a whopping 9.50 an hour which is pretty fucking sweet considering i got minimum at fox.
i found out that my boobs are horribly ginormous when me and mike went dress shopping to compare sizes for my bridesmaid dress. :sigh: unless i can go one size up we may have to look at me duct taping them down. i didnt realize that they were THAT big.
oh well. things with mike are going swimmingly but i still am sooooooo worried about when i leave to go to TEACH (the hairschool). i dont want to leave him but this is what i need to do to make myself happy, yanno? OH BOY, my dad was SO not thrilled when i told him. i really dread living at home again because he's kinda the reason i wanted to kill myself in highschool. not fun.
but if i have a car and lisence and work and friends and then in the fall-school, i shouldnt have to worry so much. he'll come around to the idea (i hope) and things will settle down. not to mention i will try to be the goldenchild. by not making a mess since i (hopefully) will never be home. and i will be cooking dinner for them which they might appreciate... yay?
i can only hope.
well i hear mike calling my name from the living room so i suppose this is where i leave you.
be safe kiddos.
Liz