i feel like im giving a blow job.
working two jobs blows. it really does. im stressed out i have to learn a script to do my demos on fucking suround sound equipment. ive been waking up with my jaw sore. i guess ive been sleeping with my jaw shut tight. ok im lying my second job is being a prostitute and im still a virgin so i only give blow jobs. no really im joking.
on the good side of things, i am making extra money to pay off some bills and by next weeks pay, i can start saving for my new home fund. sleeping with an eight year old, and getting kicked in the leggs by toe nails ain't working for me anymore. i mean how long can i actually stay with mys ister without suffering my sanity......survey says not tooo much longer.
i had some extra money and spoiled myself and bought three cds. and five new eyeshadows. speaking of which, im actually really enjoying the new gwen stefani cd. ok not all of it, but theres two songs, that remind me of some really old skool stuff that my chola mom and sister used to play when i was younger.blahhhhhhh.
a couple of days ago, i was getting off work, and i wasssssssssss tired. i mean dileriously tired. so tired that. my phone rang as got in my car to leave work and i saw my phone read the name of a very old highschool friend. my old friend marci. who i used hang with and smoke pot after school and listened to portishead. she called saying she was throwing a going away party for another old school friend of mine, who is going to move to north carolina.i figured well might be the last time i ever see these girls. these girls who sorta shaped who i am today. so i went i figured what do i have to loose right? well turns out they are still teh same people really. as soon as i arrived, they got on the phone and made more phone calls to girls who i was also close with in highschool. i meet up with katie who was my bestfriend friend, for a long time. till she turned all homie on me. turns out shes seeing some mexican homie who is prison on his way to wasco texas. the prison there "which hold his destiny" she said. scary i didn't want to ask, i was afraid of ending the night with feeling sorry for her instead of being happy i saw her. so i didn't ask for details, but she kept talking. i ended up giving katie a ride home. the house my mom used to pick me up from after school. the house i used to run away to to get away from my crazy mom. we remineced about my 15th birthday party, which was thrown by this boy chris, who i had a crush on, cuz he was hot, who know claims i ruined his life.... hahahaha yeah. well it was a great trip down memory lane.
we all said good bye, and keep in touch. i know i won't. no hard feeling on their behalf. were just all very different. of their different, now. i think im pretty much the same person, whos just expanded her own herizons, as they have done also but with drugs.
im tired now. and cold.
on the good side of things, i am making extra money to pay off some bills and by next weeks pay, i can start saving for my new home fund. sleeping with an eight year old, and getting kicked in the leggs by toe nails ain't working for me anymore. i mean how long can i actually stay with mys ister without suffering my sanity......survey says not tooo much longer.
i had some extra money and spoiled myself and bought three cds. and five new eyeshadows. speaking of which, im actually really enjoying the new gwen stefani cd. ok not all of it, but theres two songs, that remind me of some really old skool stuff that my chola mom and sister used to play when i was younger.blahhhhhhh.
a couple of days ago, i was getting off work, and i wasssssssssss tired. i mean dileriously tired. so tired that. my phone rang as got in my car to leave work and i saw my phone read the name of a very old highschool friend. my old friend marci. who i used hang with and smoke pot after school and listened to portishead. she called saying she was throwing a going away party for another old school friend of mine, who is going to move to north carolina.i figured well might be the last time i ever see these girls. these girls who sorta shaped who i am today. so i went i figured what do i have to loose right? well turns out they are still teh same people really. as soon as i arrived, they got on the phone and made more phone calls to girls who i was also close with in highschool. i meet up with katie who was my bestfriend friend, for a long time. till she turned all homie on me. turns out shes seeing some mexican homie who is prison on his way to wasco texas. the prison there "which hold his destiny" she said. scary i didn't want to ask, i was afraid of ending the night with feeling sorry for her instead of being happy i saw her. so i didn't ask for details, but she kept talking. i ended up giving katie a ride home. the house my mom used to pick me up from after school. the house i used to run away to to get away from my crazy mom. we remineced about my 15th birthday party, which was thrown by this boy chris, who i had a crush on, cuz he was hot, who know claims i ruined his life.... hahahaha yeah. well it was a great trip down memory lane.
we all said good bye, and keep in touch. i know i won't. no hard feeling on their behalf. were just all very different. of their different, now. i think im pretty much the same person, whos just expanded her own herizons, as they have done also but with drugs.
im tired now. and cold.