just keep on rollin...
I'm home for lunch... blah.
It's only Thursday... Good Gandhi on a stick. This week is DRAGGING. I want it to be Sunday. I'm done with work on Saturday... hence the reason I want it to be Sunday. I'm so sick of my job. I actually really enjoyed it for the first 2 months or so. Now I'm just ready to get the Hell outta there. The people are so freakin' annoying and you get attitude from everyone. I do my job, and I must say I do it pretty well... but I'm probably not going back again, especially if Sarah and Saran leave. Ugh, I just need to get back to school and be on my own for a while again.
I had to go to the doctor this morning... yay for that. I hate doctors. Nobody important to me is allowed to become a doctor. Hear that you guys? Good. He told me a lot of stuff I already know, and they're doing blood tests and all that jazz... which they do every time. Gotta love that.
My dad is driving me absolutely up a wall. He wonders why I never come home for lunch. Every time I come home for lunch he gives me this whole freaking list of shit I have to do. I KNOW I have crap to do, man! I have an hour to just chill before I have to go to work for 4 more hours, could he just leave me alone for an hour? I mean GEEZ. He tells me I sit around doing nothing and that I live like a hermit... but you know what he's been doing all damn day? Sitting on his ass watching Rockford Files and the Game Show Network. I was up at 6:30, left at 7, at the doctor at 8, then at work by 10. I work 10-7. What the Hell is up with this?
I don't know, maybe I'm just being bitchy. I'm crabby, that's for sure. 6 more days... Just 6 more days.
It's only Thursday... Good Gandhi on a stick. This week is DRAGGING. I want it to be Sunday. I'm done with work on Saturday... hence the reason I want it to be Sunday. I'm so sick of my job. I actually really enjoyed it for the first 2 months or so. Now I'm just ready to get the Hell outta there. The people are so freakin' annoying and you get attitude from everyone. I do my job, and I must say I do it pretty well... but I'm probably not going back again, especially if Sarah and Saran leave. Ugh, I just need to get back to school and be on my own for a while again.
I had to go to the doctor this morning... yay for that. I hate doctors. Nobody important to me is allowed to become a doctor. Hear that you guys? Good. He told me a lot of stuff I already know, and they're doing blood tests and all that jazz... which they do every time. Gotta love that.
My dad is driving me absolutely up a wall. He wonders why I never come home for lunch. Every time I come home for lunch he gives me this whole freaking list of shit I have to do. I KNOW I have crap to do, man! I have an hour to just chill before I have to go to work for 4 more hours, could he just leave me alone for an hour? I mean GEEZ. He tells me I sit around doing nothing and that I live like a hermit... but you know what he's been doing all damn day? Sitting on his ass watching Rockford Files and the Game Show Network. I was up at 6:30, left at 7, at the doctor at 8, then at work by 10. I work 10-7. What the Hell is up with this?
I don't know, maybe I'm just being bitchy. I'm crabby, that's for sure. 6 more days... Just 6 more days.