don't you wanna be my friend
okay, so i got that job at ruby tuesdays and i start on thursday at 4 pm. some of the shit i was upset about yesterday morning has gone away, or, more accurately, mandy helped me out on it yesterday at her house. i love going to her house. mandy is so fucking cool and her mom just rules. but anyways.
my throat really hurts. i looked at it in the mirror and my tonsils are like three times their normal size, and their normal size is also pretty big...i cant swallow, it hurts to smoke anything, it fuckin' sucks.
so yeah if that one other thing would just go away, i think i could deal with my throat hurting and not having any money for a while and sheila kind of hating my guts. i don't know what's up with her. she told me to clean my room yesterday, so i did...and then when i came home last night around 11, there was a mop and a bucket full of cleaning supplies on my bathroom floor.
i should probably use today for doing my reading presentation...nate gets out of work at 2:30 or something like that. and i guess ive been left a hint that i need to clean my bathroom. i think i need to make a list of everything im worried about and then kind of evaluate exactly what i should be worried about and what doesnt really matter...it might make me feel better. i also think i might need to start therapy again, i am always so goddamn anxious. i cant wait til either nate or i gets paid so we can get some dank instead of the shit i have been getting lately.
my throat really hurts. i looked at it in the mirror and my tonsils are like three times their normal size, and their normal size is also pretty big...i cant swallow, it hurts to smoke anything, it fuckin' sucks.
so yeah if that one other thing would just go away, i think i could deal with my throat hurting and not having any money for a while and sheila kind of hating my guts. i don't know what's up with her. she told me to clean my room yesterday, so i did...and then when i came home last night around 11, there was a mop and a bucket full of cleaning supplies on my bathroom floor.
i should probably use today for doing my reading presentation...nate gets out of work at 2:30 or something like that. and i guess ive been left a hint that i need to clean my bathroom. i think i need to make a list of everything im worried about and then kind of evaluate exactly what i should be worried about and what doesnt really matter...it might make me feel better. i also think i might need to start therapy again, i am always so goddamn anxious. i cant wait til either nate or i gets paid so we can get some dank instead of the shit i have been getting lately.