Feb 05, 2005 20:56
monday = a really awesome day.
-went to work only to find out i didnt work on monday even though i work every goddamn monday
-ran out of money
-got an oil change and found out something is leaking and it will cost me 270 dollars to fix
-had my dad yell at me
-stepped on my nice ceramic flat iron and broke it
FUCK MONDAYS I HATE THEM
wow. my parents need to fuck off. I hate living at home. Oh if only i forced myself to work full time and go to school! Then i could move out. Its all the little things. Like i'm in my room doing whatever, minding my own business and oh hey the door flies open and there is my mother or father. Hey cool, if my door is closed it is probably because i dont want to be bothered, but whatever. Apparently they havent ever heard of knocking. Here is a concept, if i am hungry i'll eat on my own, if i am cold i will put on a sweat shirt, if the clothes are dirty i will put them in the basket, if i have extra hangers i'll give them to you. I dont know what is going on with myself lately. I've been fighting with people more than usual. I want to move to alaska and be alone.
you know what i also hate? walking into the courtyard at school. Fuck all those tables. I dont want to join your club and i sure as hell dont want any tsunami relif shoes or jackets!!!
No seriously. My english class gets cancelled once a week. This may not sound bad but i'd like to actually have a consistant class. Instead i get to listen to the two fuckasses behind me talk about music. Dude they are totally into Atreyu and PUNK! Fuck off. And the one kid hates emo aka "emotional punk" to him. Ha. I'm glad i dont actually try to classify the music i listen to. Fuck the drop kick murphys and anit flag. Loser. Also, i have a grand total of about nine dollars in my bank account. psyche its 4 dollars!
I have an unhealthy love for my cat. Oh i love him. I wish i could kiss him and make him a prince!
This is weird, i took an online quiz thing that calculates your "real" age... turns out i'm 27!!!
Also, i'm real mad about all the ashlee simpson hate i've been encountering. I still love her and i will stand by that, regardless.
I am becoming obessed with having a man declare his love for me. Why cant someone form an unhealthy obsession for me and then semi stalk me and declare that he loves me in some sort of romantic fashion? And then we can make out publicly. Honestly, i dont think i'd find this creepy at all. So my mission is to find a stalker. But, i dont know what type of stalkee qualities i need. Oh well, megan said she would morph into a boy for me though.
When i was a kid i used to spell coke, Coak. Still to this day (yes this day today!) i pronounce it co-ack
Hulk Hogan was in my dream a few days back. Probably the best dream of my life.
So i did take my plugs out. Made it to 2. So now i'm just waiting for them to close up. I did however buy three pair of what you call "chandelier ear rings." oh i'm in love!
Customers decided to be really shitty today. That was cool. And i have to work tomorrow and monday i want to take a gun to my head. Oh well. Two tests next week too! Oh no! I need to estudiar mucho! Too bad i'm so exhausted. Prehaps i will take a nap and study later, aka tomorrow. Yikes bikes!
i'm glad i got to see megan and 7613942 other harris family members this weekend. love them for ever and ever.
bye