what makes someone a good person??
I hate myself.
Okay, no, not really.
I got new workout clothes, just need to start working out...
I didn't get the family fitness job after all. That's pretty embarrassing considering I was SO SURE i had it, I told everyone I got it, and I did not, after all. I got way too ahead of myself.
It's okay though, it isn't my kind of job anyway. I'm a people person. I am a bartender, waittress, that kind of thing.
Moreover, I am a terrible driver.
This is also quite discouraging.
I have to find a job.
I feel like a useless leach, laying around my apartment and letting my boyfriend buy me everything under the sun.. I don't even want anything for my birthday because I have everything I could even think of wanting...
That's pathetic.
I don't have anything to work towards.
Except school.
This year is going to be good.
Wait and see.
I am going to get out there, meet people, go to class EVERY DAY, and not be a lazy procrastinator piece of shit student.
NOT THIS YEAR!!
... that's the goal anyway.
I have to go home for Tommy's birthday.
We're having seafood chowder and cake in honour of his 23rd birthday.
I'm gonna go school shopping on monday, I PROMISE.
And I'm going to buy a printer, print out resumes, and get myself a job.
Because this is just lame.
Maybe if I got a job, doing the laundry could be Owen's responsibility instead of mine.
yeeeeeeeah...
Okay, no, not really.
I got new workout clothes, just need to start working out...
I didn't get the family fitness job after all. That's pretty embarrassing considering I was SO SURE i had it, I told everyone I got it, and I did not, after all. I got way too ahead of myself.
It's okay though, it isn't my kind of job anyway. I'm a people person. I am a bartender, waittress, that kind of thing.
Moreover, I am a terrible driver.
This is also quite discouraging.
I have to find a job.
I feel like a useless leach, laying around my apartment and letting my boyfriend buy me everything under the sun.. I don't even want anything for my birthday because I have everything I could even think of wanting...
That's pathetic.
I don't have anything to work towards.
Except school.
This year is going to be good.
Wait and see.
I am going to get out there, meet people, go to class EVERY DAY, and not be a lazy procrastinator piece of shit student.
NOT THIS YEAR!!
... that's the goal anyway.
I have to go home for Tommy's birthday.
We're having seafood chowder and cake in honour of his 23rd birthday.
I'm gonna go school shopping on monday, I PROMISE.
And I'm going to buy a printer, print out resumes, and get myself a job.
Because this is just lame.
Maybe if I got a job, doing the laundry could be Owen's responsibility instead of mine.
yeeeeeeeah...