which came first, the chicken or the egg?
that's so dumb. of course the fucking egg came first and turned into a dumb chicken.
so i went back to the places i got applications from. i must say the bookstores i've been to are looking optimistic.
one is only offering 20 hours a week, but if i'm stuck working in that lameass mall, i'll just get another dumb job, or 2. the best thing about working 3 jobs in the mall is that i'd get a lot of discounts. and.. come on...discount in a bookstore! hell yes.
i put in an app at American Eagle too because i'd look hot in their polos AND they have the most adorable booty shorts that are white with colored hearts, and ones that are navy blue with silver hearts.
let me tell you...i'd be stylin if i had the cash.
also...and...just to make this clear, i never shop at this place...but i was walking by Forever 21 and i saw the fucking cutest dress in the world. it probably comes down to like your knees, is black and sheer in places with little cream polka dots all over it. SO CUTE! but a) i have no money, and b) they only had smalls. i guess you have to have an eating disorder to shop there because everything was small or extra small. i think i'd shoot myself if i was my height and an extra small.
went on a nice walk today. walked to the bus stop and then about...a half mile or so to the mall. not bad, not bad. then i walked to school and this is just the most perfect thing i've seen in a long time:
i'm walking down the street jammin to Moby because i rock...and i look to the left, the sun is setting so beautifully, the sky looked as though rainbows had orgasmed all over it, and the girls from whatever team at school were merrily jogging around the track.
i don't know about you but for me: beautiful sunset, chicks in athletic garb, come on...and a little moby, i was set.
and now i'm at school...doing homework. i wrote a poem last night and forgot to take it out of chris's notebook because i was in his room...and he got up this morning and i was putting my make up on and he knocks on the bathroom door...
so i'm like, what?
and he says...do you know who wrote this poem about my room?
and i said, yes, i did... and he told me he wants to post it on his little myspace. how cute.
but really...i like it, for a first draft, it's not bad. i'm gonna email it to melissa and have her annihilate me to the point where i never wanna write again, then i'll rewrite it.
and...now...i'm gonna do some writing, catch the bus back home and then go skate or jog for a bit.
yes.
so i went back to the places i got applications from. i must say the bookstores i've been to are looking optimistic.
one is only offering 20 hours a week, but if i'm stuck working in that lameass mall, i'll just get another dumb job, or 2. the best thing about working 3 jobs in the mall is that i'd get a lot of discounts. and.. come on...discount in a bookstore! hell yes.
i put in an app at American Eagle too because i'd look hot in their polos AND they have the most adorable booty shorts that are white with colored hearts, and ones that are navy blue with silver hearts.
let me tell you...i'd be stylin if i had the cash.
also...and...just to make this clear, i never shop at this place...but i was walking by Forever 21 and i saw the fucking cutest dress in the world. it probably comes down to like your knees, is black and sheer in places with little cream polka dots all over it. SO CUTE! but a) i have no money, and b) they only had smalls. i guess you have to have an eating disorder to shop there because everything was small or extra small. i think i'd shoot myself if i was my height and an extra small.
went on a nice walk today. walked to the bus stop and then about...a half mile or so to the mall. not bad, not bad. then i walked to school and this is just the most perfect thing i've seen in a long time:
i'm walking down the street jammin to Moby because i rock...and i look to the left, the sun is setting so beautifully, the sky looked as though rainbows had orgasmed all over it, and the girls from whatever team at school were merrily jogging around the track.
i don't know about you but for me: beautiful sunset, chicks in athletic garb, come on...and a little moby, i was set.
and now i'm at school...doing homework. i wrote a poem last night and forgot to take it out of chris's notebook because i was in his room...and he got up this morning and i was putting my make up on and he knocks on the bathroom door...
so i'm like, what?
and he says...do you know who wrote this poem about my room?
and i said, yes, i did... and he told me he wants to post it on his little myspace. how cute.
but really...i like it, for a first draft, it's not bad. i'm gonna email it to melissa and have her annihilate me to the point where i never wanna write again, then i'll rewrite it.
and...now...i'm gonna do some writing, catch the bus back home and then go skate or jog for a bit.
yes.