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sorry i haven't updated or commented in a while. i just got my car recently('87 Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme) and i've been workin on that and just cruisin around :) if you live in the area and wanna chill, gimme a call. 908-421-5499.
now that i'm done pimping my self away, lemme update.
things have been so stressful lately with the car and work..ugh. i just wanna get in my car, fill it up with gas, and drive. just drive wherever the road wants to take me. okay, so today at work, i go in at 4 like usual and answer some phones. everything was going fine. i was even gonna deliver later on if it got busy. i go to the bathroom cuz hey...i had to go. and like usual, i guess the phones were ringin of the hook. as i come out i walk over towards the phone and it's not ringin so i'm like alright i'm safe..and my uncle says, "didn't you hear the fuckin phones ringin?" and i'm like no... so he says somethin about how he told me before about this and tells me to go home. so fine, i was like whatever..and left. the thing that strikes me is..wtf..am i not allowed to go to the bathroom during work? i mean come on...you're gonna tell me that i cant go to the bathroom, who the fuck are you??? ya know? whatever. i'm done with that fucking place. both him and my stepdad act like they're hot stuff and that their shit don't stink. well they have another thing coming.
so it' about 6:30, i give chris a call cuz we were supposed to go to Krome to see AT A GLANCE play. they weren't on till 9 though. so i go to his house, wait, cuz hes taking a shower and then we go and wait for danae to be ready and pick her up. we get to krome at around 8 and find out mikey-mo isn't playin till 9:55. so we're like, alright. great...he eventually got on stage and it was pretty sweet. i love his new song "blue eyes". it's somethin like that. very good though. props mike. so i drop steve off, and then drop danae and chris off.
oh, and this mornin i go to pull out my driveway and i fuckin hear a scraping noise..i'm thinkin probably nothin, i get out and check...figures. my fucking muffler is broken. it rusted off my piece of shit oldsmobile and i had to find a way to tie it up so that it wasn't draging. i was about to fucking rip the thing off, trust me.
this weekend is gonna be amazing. party at tiffany's house tomorrow, lots of drinking. party at my house on sunday, possible drinking. and then later that night, we're going to the beach to watch fireworks...how cute. if anyone wants to join me chris and danae. i'd much appreciate that. cuz i really dont wanna be the 3rd wheel. ugh, how i hate that. at least i'll be driving this time and i wont have much time to let my mind wonder on them making out and the thought of being alone. plus, whenever i'm driving my car i feel a sensation of total bliss. i mean, if or when you got your first car, weren't(wouldn't) you feel really happy and totally in control? independent maybe? yea, that's me. well, i got a long weekend ahead of me..im real anxious. so i think i'll goo watch a movie to keep my mind off shit.
now that i'm done pimping my self away, lemme update.
things have been so stressful lately with the car and work..ugh. i just wanna get in my car, fill it up with gas, and drive. just drive wherever the road wants to take me. okay, so today at work, i go in at 4 like usual and answer some phones. everything was going fine. i was even gonna deliver later on if it got busy. i go to the bathroom cuz hey...i had to go. and like usual, i guess the phones were ringin of the hook. as i come out i walk over towards the phone and it's not ringin so i'm like alright i'm safe..and my uncle says, "didn't you hear the fuckin phones ringin?" and i'm like no... so he says somethin about how he told me before about this and tells me to go home. so fine, i was like whatever..and left. the thing that strikes me is..wtf..am i not allowed to go to the bathroom during work? i mean come on...you're gonna tell me that i cant go to the bathroom, who the fuck are you??? ya know? whatever. i'm done with that fucking place. both him and my stepdad act like they're hot stuff and that their shit don't stink. well they have another thing coming.
so it' about 6:30, i give chris a call cuz we were supposed to go to Krome to see AT A GLANCE play. they weren't on till 9 though. so i go to his house, wait, cuz hes taking a shower and then we go and wait for danae to be ready and pick her up. we get to krome at around 8 and find out mikey-mo isn't playin till 9:55. so we're like, alright. great...he eventually got on stage and it was pretty sweet. i love his new song "blue eyes". it's somethin like that. very good though. props mike. so i drop steve off, and then drop danae and chris off.
oh, and this mornin i go to pull out my driveway and i fuckin hear a scraping noise..i'm thinkin probably nothin, i get out and check...figures. my fucking muffler is broken. it rusted off my piece of shit oldsmobile and i had to find a way to tie it up so that it wasn't draging. i was about to fucking rip the thing off, trust me.
this weekend is gonna be amazing. party at tiffany's house tomorrow, lots of drinking. party at my house on sunday, possible drinking. and then later that night, we're going to the beach to watch fireworks...how cute. if anyone wants to join me chris and danae. i'd much appreciate that. cuz i really dont wanna be the 3rd wheel. ugh, how i hate that. at least i'll be driving this time and i wont have much time to let my mind wonder on them making out and the thought of being alone. plus, whenever i'm driving my car i feel a sensation of total bliss. i mean, if or when you got your first car, weren't(wouldn't) you feel really happy and totally in control? independent maybe? yea, that's me. well, i got a long weekend ahead of me..im real anxious. so i think i'll goo watch a movie to keep my mind off shit.