futhamucka'
these bottom braces are killing me...this whole DAY killed me.
everything that could've gone wrong, did.
well first i should mention that for the next few days my car is going to be taken away from me and for the next few weeks i'll be set with curfew - - - all for blowing out my tire. i dont know about you, but i think they're completely overreacting.
so at 12 i had my bottom braces put on...and right now they hurt like a bitch. when my top braces were put on, they didn't hurt until the next day...but they're really hurting now. i've actually taken six motrins in six hours...yep, you heard me. it says on the box to take only 1 every 4-6 hours. but hey, what do they know.
i went to whataburger by myself and likely humiliated myself by eating my chicken strips like a retarded elderly man. i let my lips do the biting and top of my mouth and sides of my teeth doing the chewing...it was terrible. i was surprised that this method worked well though.
another bitch i had to deal with today was the lady at the Vital Statistics office at city hall. i wait there in the cramped, stinky office for them to print it out...only for the lady not to give it to me because she wouldn't accept my mother's credit card. as much as i explained to her that this was the only method of payment i had, and that my mom gave me permission and that she's in an entire other state - but the bitch wouldn't budge. she overtly writes VOID in big letters on my birth certificate and cuts it up. i wanted to shove those scissors so far up her ass they came out as fucking pinking shears!!!!. but, i kept my composure...and walked away.
sooooooo....i have an hour to drive all the way back to edinburg (from downtown mcallen city hall, it's a long way fuckers...) to my dorm and hope and pray that my mom's money came in - and it did, but not until 4:10. and, of course, it was a check...so i was entirely fucked. i needed this birth certificate for applebee's, and i feel stupid that i need to have the manager wait another day to get it to him. luckily the job is locked-in and turning it in tomorrow will be no problem.
i hate the environment here at UTPA, let's take a random conversation for example:
Chonger Girl: "Hey baby, come over here..."
Chonger Boy: "What the fuck baby don't touch this shirt it's silk, baby, it's SILK!"
One more year...one more year...
-laters.
everything that could've gone wrong, did.
well first i should mention that for the next few days my car is going to be taken away from me and for the next few weeks i'll be set with curfew - - - all for blowing out my tire. i dont know about you, but i think they're completely overreacting.
so at 12 i had my bottom braces put on...and right now they hurt like a bitch. when my top braces were put on, they didn't hurt until the next day...but they're really hurting now. i've actually taken six motrins in six hours...yep, you heard me. it says on the box to take only 1 every 4-6 hours. but hey, what do they know.
i went to whataburger by myself and likely humiliated myself by eating my chicken strips like a retarded elderly man. i let my lips do the biting and top of my mouth and sides of my teeth doing the chewing...it was terrible. i was surprised that this method worked well though.
another bitch i had to deal with today was the lady at the Vital Statistics office at city hall. i wait there in the cramped, stinky office for them to print it out...only for the lady not to give it to me because she wouldn't accept my mother's credit card. as much as i explained to her that this was the only method of payment i had, and that my mom gave me permission and that she's in an entire other state - but the bitch wouldn't budge. she overtly writes VOID in big letters on my birth certificate and cuts it up. i wanted to shove those scissors so far up her ass they came out as fucking pinking shears!!!!. but, i kept my composure...and walked away.
sooooooo....i have an hour to drive all the way back to edinburg (from downtown mcallen city hall, it's a long way fuckers...) to my dorm and hope and pray that my mom's money came in - and it did, but not until 4:10. and, of course, it was a check...so i was entirely fucked. i needed this birth certificate for applebee's, and i feel stupid that i need to have the manager wait another day to get it to him. luckily the job is locked-in and turning it in tomorrow will be no problem.
i hate the environment here at UTPA, let's take a random conversation for example:
Chonger Girl: "Hey baby, come over here..."
Chonger Boy: "What the fuck baby don't touch this shirt it's silk, baby, it's SILK!"
One more year...one more year...
-laters.