My So Called Life: Part One
So, it's been almost a whole week since I was suspended from work. Everybody is having a gay ole' time because POTC II came out today. Yippee for them.
But, are they really the lucky ones or am I? I hate, HATE job searching. I mean, how long did it take for me to get hired at AMC? El Chico's can't afford to hire me cause they are just too "slow". Sears...yeah...David works there, so I don't wanna work there. I've definitely learned my lesson. Garfield's has already hired 4 new trainees - so they can't afford to hire any more apparently. Today, I have a group interview with Abercrombie & Fitch. Oh boy. I'm sure I'll be competing against five or six other females who are probably obsessed with A&F's clothes. I <3 clothes and maybe if I had more money I would shop at American Eagle and A&F. I mean, sure A&F's clothes are cute enough. They are just really, really expensive...
Six days since Saturday and I'm freaking out about a new job. I need a steady source of income, badly. It just sucks that all of this had to happen. I never wanted any of this to happen - this is the only problem I've had at AMC, and I think my record speaks for me. This week has been stress ++ for me and I'm just worn out emotionally. Ahh well. After my interview at A&F, I'm going to all the restaurants along Memorial Rd to turn in applications. Super fun! :D
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Okay, so my roommate suggested I exercise to help relieve stress. So I did. Last night I worked out for an hour. I did the Stairmaster for twenty minutes and then I stretched for 20 minutes. My goal is to be able to do the splits again! Uhm, I didn't feel high or anything after I worked out. I felt okay - not as bad as I had been, but not as great as she said I would.
TWO MORE DAYS UNTIL DAVID COMES HOME.
God, I wish he was here. :( This is one hell of a time for him to go on a cruise around Europe. I'm not begrudging him or anything, it is one hell of an opportunity. It's just that...it would be nice if he had been here when all this bullshit had gone down. Because it wouldn't hurt to have one more person in my corner...and he is my half-way boyfriend. Why? Cause he's half-way there to being my boyfriend! But, he wants to court me. Like he wants to take me out to nice restaurants - how romantical. And, he's so sexy.
Incredibly sexy.
Makes me want to go Dark Phoenix on him. :-X Especially with all my stress that has built up inside of me. And we all know how sex is the best stress reliever in the world...
He's going to come back all excited and pumped from his trip. "I had such a great time, Nancy! You would have loved Pompeii, it was so surreal...Nancy, what's wrong?"
"I lost my job!" (insert tears here)
"Oh my god, why?!"
(Insert required and tedious explanation here)
"That bastard!"
My back hurts. My tummy's so full!
But, are they really the lucky ones or am I? I hate, HATE job searching. I mean, how long did it take for me to get hired at AMC? El Chico's can't afford to hire me cause they are just too "slow". Sears...yeah...David works there, so I don't wanna work there. I've definitely learned my lesson. Garfield's has already hired 4 new trainees - so they can't afford to hire any more apparently. Today, I have a group interview with Abercrombie & Fitch. Oh boy. I'm sure I'll be competing against five or six other females who are probably obsessed with A&F's clothes. I <3 clothes and maybe if I had more money I would shop at American Eagle and A&F. I mean, sure A&F's clothes are cute enough. They are just really, really expensive...
Six days since Saturday and I'm freaking out about a new job. I need a steady source of income, badly. It just sucks that all of this had to happen. I never wanted any of this to happen - this is the only problem I've had at AMC, and I think my record speaks for me. This week has been stress ++ for me and I'm just worn out emotionally. Ahh well. After my interview at A&F, I'm going to all the restaurants along Memorial Rd to turn in applications. Super fun! :D
...
Okay, so my roommate suggested I exercise to help relieve stress. So I did. Last night I worked out for an hour. I did the Stairmaster for twenty minutes and then I stretched for 20 minutes. My goal is to be able to do the splits again! Uhm, I didn't feel high or anything after I worked out. I felt okay - not as bad as I had been, but not as great as she said I would.
TWO MORE DAYS UNTIL DAVID COMES HOME.
God, I wish he was here. :( This is one hell of a time for him to go on a cruise around Europe. I'm not begrudging him or anything, it is one hell of an opportunity. It's just that...it would be nice if he had been here when all this bullshit had gone down. Because it wouldn't hurt to have one more person in my corner...and he is my half-way boyfriend. Why? Cause he's half-way there to being my boyfriend! But, he wants to court me. Like he wants to take me out to nice restaurants - how romantical. And, he's so sexy.
Incredibly sexy.
Makes me want to go Dark Phoenix on him. :-X Especially with all my stress that has built up inside of me. And we all know how sex is the best stress reliever in the world...
He's going to come back all excited and pumped from his trip. "I had such a great time, Nancy! You would have loved Pompeii, it was so surreal...Nancy, what's wrong?"
"I lost my job!" (insert tears here)
"Oh my god, why?!"
(Insert required and tedious explanation here)
"That bastard!"
My back hurts. My tummy's so full!