Oh happy dayssssss
Looks like I haven't updated at all in forever.
Well first things first. I quite my lame ass job at Big Boys. Although I should not call it lame because it was extra income that really helped out. I guess that it all boiled down to my pride. I couldn't swallow it. It is going to get the best of me one of these days.
The basement (my bedroom) has become a safe haven to me. It has 3 of the things I love using the most in the world- my bed, my computer, and my tv.
Might I add that Phils mother can't irritate me down here because she can't get her heffer ass up and down the stairs without lack of oxygene to fill her ignorant fat head.
So more or less I can have my peace and quiet down here with the exception of Anthony bouncing on the bed behind me. I have to look over my shoulder every time I hear a *THUD!* or a *BOOMM!*.... for fear he's busted his head wide open.
I had the manager at Michaels Kitchen on Groesbeck and 14 mile set up an interveiw for me with the own on Monday. This place sounds promising but I'm not going to count my chickens before they hatch. Considering 20 applications and around 6 interveiws and 500 million call backs with other companys and buisinesses.
I'm not really sure what I'm going to do if this doesn't work out.
Shoot myself?
No... keep on trying, never giving up hope even though it's just a eeennnyy weeennyy tinny bitty glimmer of it. Guess luck will come my way sooner or later and I can get out of this Prison that I like to call hell, AKA PHILS MOMS HOUSE.
God this sucks ass... Did I mention that already?
Furthermore.. I would love to give a shout out to all the assholes reading this that are so called "Best friends" and whomever even consider themselves a "Friend" of mine.
Fuck you for never being there assholes.
Have a great day! ^_^