Yes?!
Finally! Something great in my life! I was in a real rut in my job.. I was starting to hate closing constantly and all the bullshit I had to put up with. Then I heard a projections slot had opened up, and that's why I wanted to work at Carmike in the first place. So I talked to the manager, let him know I was interested, but figured, eh, I have bad luck, they won't pick me. Well, he pulls me aside today and says I have the job. Holy crapppp. With the way things are looking, I work Monday and Wednesday as a concessionist, and that's it.. No more. Thursday I have to go in for some traininng (or just a run-through?) I dunno.. But I'm pretty sure I'll start on Saturday (after seeing Sparta on Friday!). Some people have said it means I get a pay raise, others have said I don't.. Either way, that's fine. But I'll be doing a job I like and one that requires hardly any cleaning. NO MORE POPCORN! NO MORE CUSTOMERS! I'm really really happy.
I'm 18 in basically a day. That's crazy. I feel like an old man. Ha, not really. But I think I'm ready for what they call "adulthood". Granted, it doesn't mean I'm gonna stop having fun, but I'm already pretty mature for my generation, considering I don't party and make an ass out of my self. I'm really embracing and loving the fact that I'm straight-edge, it just lets me know I've lived my life so far clear of mind. Before I leave to Seattle, I'll probably get a tattoo of an X on each arm, to signify I've made it this far without substances and I just need to keep with it. It's a pet peeve of mine for people to get tattoos for the hell of it, that's why mine has some pretty deep meaning behind it.
By the looks of things, I'll probably end up being single for the rest of my time in El Paso. It's probably a good thing, since I'm the kind of guy who yearns for a long-term relationship, and how long term could things if I was leaving? I kinda went crazy and figured I could date a girl, and things would go so well that she would move up there with me.. But eh, not gonna happen. Oh well, Will is going to the same college, so we'll room together and it'll be grand.
It seems like, all the years before your graduate are spent forming your personality, making who you are. The years after are what your personality can accomplish. It's as if you're a toy car, being wound up and wound up repeatedly, until you're finally released on the track and you zoom away. I just hope I don't swerve off course.
I'm 18 in basically a day. That's crazy. I feel like an old man. Ha, not really. But I think I'm ready for what they call "adulthood". Granted, it doesn't mean I'm gonna stop having fun, but I'm already pretty mature for my generation, considering I don't party and make an ass out of my self. I'm really embracing and loving the fact that I'm straight-edge, it just lets me know I've lived my life so far clear of mind. Before I leave to Seattle, I'll probably get a tattoo of an X on each arm, to signify I've made it this far without substances and I just need to keep with it. It's a pet peeve of mine for people to get tattoos for the hell of it, that's why mine has some pretty deep meaning behind it.
By the looks of things, I'll probably end up being single for the rest of my time in El Paso. It's probably a good thing, since I'm the kind of guy who yearns for a long-term relationship, and how long term could things if I was leaving? I kinda went crazy and figured I could date a girl, and things would go so well that she would move up there with me.. But eh, not gonna happen. Oh well, Will is going to the same college, so we'll room together and it'll be grand.
It seems like, all the years before your graduate are spent forming your personality, making who you are. The years after are what your personality can accomplish. It's as if you're a toy car, being wound up and wound up repeatedly, until you're finally released on the track and you zoom away. I just hope I don't swerve off course.