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ok so i just wrote an entry pretty long...and now i cant post it. damn livejournal. just adding to my pissed off-ness.
so instead of quiting im switching accounts. the company i work for has different accounts and so i am switching. the account i work for now is so frustrating, so thats that.
i was just in a good cleaning mood but then my father has fucked it up. he has been really getting me annoyed so much recently. so today i felt the need to clean out my closet and my various shoes boxes with junk in them. and my dresser that i dont use at all for clothes. my legos from when i was little and my ouija board is in there too. why do i need the dresser? well i wante dmy dad to dump it but he wont becuz it is still good but i told him i wasnt going to use it. so he got me mad that he wont dump it. so then he asks if i wanted a half of a sub he got. when he opened it, he noticed it was on the wrong bread. i didnt care it was food. but my dad got alittle irritated. and i dunno why, he should have been watching her make it. he said that the lady who made it was a stupid bitch and i told got fucking pissed. i mean it is publix and hello? at publix, you watch them make it right in front of you. i asked him if he was right there and he said there was too many people. um...you are suppose to watch your sub being made and the bread is the first thing. the first thing! you had alot of fucking chances to say, "oh thats the wrong bread" god hes so...*angry sigh* i just cant take it here. i seriously need to move out.
so instead of quiting im switching accounts. the company i work for has different accounts and so i am switching. the account i work for now is so frustrating, so thats that.
i was just in a good cleaning mood but then my father has fucked it up. he has been really getting me annoyed so much recently. so today i felt the need to clean out my closet and my various shoes boxes with junk in them. and my dresser that i dont use at all for clothes. my legos from when i was little and my ouija board is in there too. why do i need the dresser? well i wante dmy dad to dump it but he wont becuz it is still good but i told him i wasnt going to use it. so he got me mad that he wont dump it. so then he asks if i wanted a half of a sub he got. when he opened it, he noticed it was on the wrong bread. i didnt care it was food. but my dad got alittle irritated. and i dunno why, he should have been watching her make it. he said that the lady who made it was a stupid bitch and i told got fucking pissed. i mean it is publix and hello? at publix, you watch them make it right in front of you. i asked him if he was right there and he said there was too many people. um...you are suppose to watch your sub being made and the bread is the first thing. the first thing! you had alot of fucking chances to say, "oh thats the wrong bread" god hes so...*angry sigh* i just cant take it here. i seriously need to move out.