yay i can update now
ok so because my computer is an idiot and I had the wrong date up, now i can write anything i want bc I had the date set three days before lol ok sooo...
I have a job at Ann Taylor Loft and I am wicked excited about it, but right now I am wicked pissed off. Like the fucking tv repair guy is here every friggen week. I sware he alwyas makes sure that he only fixes things for a certain amount of time so that he can come back and get our money, food, and flirt with my mom. It pisses me off, last time I was talkign about him and he was right behind me, I did it on purpose but the next time he was to come he askd my dad if I was going to be around so that he wouldnt have to see me, creepy much? I fucking hate him. So tonight I get home with my ma and Im in a pretty good mood bc we went out to Hometown buffet and I got to have mac and cheese... ill get back to this story a bit later on ok so, he comes over to our car and is like who is the smart one who left their windows open during our rain storm. He goes there's puddles inside the car and everyihntg. So my ma and i get all these towels and theres liek a drop of water in the fucking car. I go theres nothing in here and he goes and is like yeah there is, feel the ground, Im like no, its dirty. He goes omg theres so many puddles. The car is dry! My ma comes running out with more towels bc this fucking guy (mind u he is married, 5 ft tall, balding, and a sketchy hornball! just fucking creepy) so he goes and opens the back door, now this is my MALIBU! hes touching my MY MALIBU and making comments about my baby (the car) and then he goes see, there's water in the car and he spritzes me in the eyes from his hands with water! that fucking pisses me off. and every time he comes over he alwyas comes so that we can feed him dinner! fucking mench!
brb with another entry gotta do something
I have a job at Ann Taylor Loft and I am wicked excited about it, but right now I am wicked pissed off. Like the fucking tv repair guy is here every friggen week. I sware he alwyas makes sure that he only fixes things for a certain amount of time so that he can come back and get our money, food, and flirt with my mom. It pisses me off, last time I was talkign about him and he was right behind me, I did it on purpose but the next time he was to come he askd my dad if I was going to be around so that he wouldnt have to see me, creepy much? I fucking hate him. So tonight I get home with my ma and Im in a pretty good mood bc we went out to Hometown buffet and I got to have mac and cheese... ill get back to this story a bit later on ok so, he comes over to our car and is like who is the smart one who left their windows open during our rain storm. He goes there's puddles inside the car and everyihntg. So my ma and i get all these towels and theres liek a drop of water in the fucking car. I go theres nothing in here and he goes and is like yeah there is, feel the ground, Im like no, its dirty. He goes omg theres so many puddles. The car is dry! My ma comes running out with more towels bc this fucking guy (mind u he is married, 5 ft tall, balding, and a sketchy hornball! just fucking creepy) so he goes and opens the back door, now this is my MALIBU! hes touching my MY MALIBU and making comments about my baby (the car) and then he goes see, there's water in the car and he spritzes me in the eyes from his hands with water! that fucking pisses me off. and every time he comes over he alwyas comes so that we can feed him dinner! fucking mench!
brb with another entry gotta do something