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So yesterday Melissa and I went to Petsmart and I bought 2 goldfish. One was gold, and one was a black gold fish. the gold goldfish had big puffy cheeks. We named the puffy one P.Fishey and the black ones name is Fishey Smalls. So today i come home and play with the fisheys and feed them and stuff. So, I leave to bring melissa to work, i come home. And go to move my fish bowl over to my computer desk to watch them while i type (ok, i havent had a pet since i was 8, cut me some slack) and, P. FISHEY DIED. He just up and died on me. and i lost it. i think having P. Fishey die was just a catalyst to letting out all of the emotions I've been keeping in me since Sunday afternoon. Its been kinda rough for me. And today mom and i had a talk about "life" and that didnt really go so well. Anyways. So since P. Fishey was only purchased yesterday, mom drove me back to Petsmart. The lady we talked to told me many helpful things to keep goldfish alive, that the lady last night DIDNT tell me. 1. Goldfish survive better in a tank with a filter. (I've got my fish in a bowl, no filter). 2. For every one inch of goldfish there should be 2 gallons of water. (I had two fish in a half gallon bowl when in all actuality i should have had two fish in a 4 gallon tank.). We got a refund for P. Fishey, i wasnt supposed to be able to b/c i didnt have the receipt, BUT since the girl gave me faulty fish-care information, we were able to. I got a Beta fish (yet to be named) and I got the Beta Fish food. and I GOT A PENNY BACK! Right now, the beta fish is in the half gallon tank and loving it, and Fishey Smalls is chilling out in a gallon glass jar thingy my mom had. So I have fish. And thats my story. Other than that. I'm unemployed. Fucking BLOWS. Looks like mom will yet again be paying my bills this month. I feel like such a fucking failure. I dropped out of college, got a job working retail at a kiosk, no health insurance. I blow with money management. I've got nothing right now. I had nothing even when I was working. I was trying to turn things around, become a functioning member of society. And they suspend me without pay b/c other fucking people keep dicking with the register. I cried, then i picked it up and started applying places. I've got about 15 applications out there right now. Only two calls. The Honey Baked Ham store called about a week ago to ask some starting questions, and they were gonna forward on the application. So i'm sure they're not calling back. And then Dunkin Donuts in Lynn (the one on the rotary where the quick kava place used to be) I was suposed to go today to fill out paperwork. I stayed @ melissas last night. Left my fucking ID at her house. He said he'd call in a couple days to reschedule. So basically, that job is probably out the window.
I wish I could go back in time and change a few choices I've made. Not all of them. Trust me. I'm very happy with melissa, so please, anyone, dont get the idea that I'm talking about changing that. I dunno. Real life is tough...really fucking tough.
I wish I could go back in time and change a few choices I've made. Not all of them. Trust me. I'm very happy with melissa, so please, anyone, dont get the idea that I'm talking about changing that. I dunno. Real life is tough...really fucking tough.