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i am in THE bitchiest mood right now...first off aunt floe is a fuckin cunt and i'm cramping like a mother fucker. i have to do a project and go observe downtown santa ana and the weather is shitty and i don't wanna even step foot outside. and lastly i fuckin got a rejection letter from victoria's secret saying i'm not experienced enough to work there, yeah fuckin right...ugh first of all i had like 4 previous jobs, i guess they just don't like jen dabu, i was the youngest one at the group interview, and on the telophone assestment i think i answered yes to one of the stupid questions...have you takin marijuana or alcohol outside of your work area before or something about letting your friend off who has stolen something less than five dollars what the fuck is wrong with some honesty?!?! yes i would say if chris or tin stole something i'm not going to send them to jail!!! theyd get ripped to pieces. ugh or maybe they didn't like me cuz when she asked me if in any of my previous jobs have i dealt with any dissatisfied costomers, my answer was...yeah this one time at century theateres people got mad at me for not giving them enought butter on their popcorn...who the fuck says that, whatever i'm pissed, i wouldn't be as mad if it were a normal day but i'm really extremely crabby right now. AND i'm pissed at the fact that someone i know not naming names but someone really ugly, fat, loud, and annoying worked there awhile ago...whatever i guess that victoria secret likes really really ugly and fat people working there cuz thats what all their employees are.