I hate everything.
I'm having a pretty shitty spring break so far. These past two days have just been awful.
Well, Friday night was pretty much awesome, not gonna lie. I managed to look really hot and drink half a bottle of champagne and not die (just barely made it though).
But then Saturday rolled around, woke up late, drove to Langerado with Giulian, who wanted to stop by his house to drop off his stuff (which I agreed to do only because it was on the way) but then we stopped to eat (I can't even refuse Chipotle) and got there an hour after Kim did. She was already pissed due to that, and things only got worse. There was only ONE ROAD to get into the place, and a power line had fallen, blocking the road both ways. They said it was going to be another 4 hours before it got fixed, and by then, I would have missed all the bands I came to see. To make matters worse, Kim was stuck inside by herself, while Giulian and I were outside. I just took Giulian home and drove myself home. I came home and proceeded to sleep about 16 hours.
Then today, I went to the restaurant I work at to get my schedule. My assistant manager told me that they had cut everyone's hours back, and even though I was going to be covering someone else's shift this week, I wasn't allowed to work. Now I don't even know for sure if they're going to let me work over the summer.
I came home and reluctantly checked my bank account and found out I only have $100. This is somehow supposed to last me until May, unless I miraculously find a job on/near campus.
At this point I just want to go back home. And by home, I actually mean Miami. I think I might be coming back very soon, possibly within the next couple of days. There is nothing for me here in Stuart.
Well, Friday night was pretty much awesome, not gonna lie. I managed to look really hot and drink half a bottle of champagne and not die (just barely made it though).
But then Saturday rolled around, woke up late, drove to Langerado with Giulian, who wanted to stop by his house to drop off his stuff (which I agreed to do only because it was on the way) but then we stopped to eat (I can't even refuse Chipotle) and got there an hour after Kim did. She was already pissed due to that, and things only got worse. There was only ONE ROAD to get into the place, and a power line had fallen, blocking the road both ways. They said it was going to be another 4 hours before it got fixed, and by then, I would have missed all the bands I came to see. To make matters worse, Kim was stuck inside by herself, while Giulian and I were outside. I just took Giulian home and drove myself home. I came home and proceeded to sleep about 16 hours.
Then today, I went to the restaurant I work at to get my schedule. My assistant manager told me that they had cut everyone's hours back, and even though I was going to be covering someone else's shift this week, I wasn't allowed to work. Now I don't even know for sure if they're going to let me work over the summer.
I came home and reluctantly checked my bank account and found out I only have $100. This is somehow supposed to last me until May, unless I miraculously find a job on/near campus.
At this point I just want to go back home. And by home, I actually mean Miami. I think I might be coming back very soon, possibly within the next couple of days. There is nothing for me here in Stuart.