summer can't get here fast enough
i can't wait to be done with school. i just want to be working and earning money and not worrying about dumb assignments concerning child development and freaking circle time activities. i can't do it.
i have a few plans for this summer but the biggest one is just to work work work, $ave $ave $ave.
i worked late last night, and just as i approached my house i looked up and realized that the trees had leaves on them now. it amazes me every year when they come back, that i was so used to them being gone. ::sigh:: soon this fickle weather will be over too.
**i keep day dreaming of having a little apartment in hollywood. in summertime. waking early to open at some cute little coffee shop, where i can wear jeans or skirts with combat boots and my own cool tshirts. i got a tattoo on my wrist and i have my nose pierced too. then afterwards i walk home through hollywood boulevard and meetup with people hanging around there. i take the bus to santa monica and walk to venice beach just to take photos for fun. then i lay on a sand blanket and read until i get tired and take the sleepy bus ride back with morrissey on my headphones. back in my room i eat frozen grapes and work on organizing binders of scrapbooks for my photos. i have all sorts of glittery stars cut-out or painted on my walls and blue xmas lights all over my bedroom. i will sleep in late and go to work at a dark cozy bar the following night. where people know me and tell me about the shithead at work and how the boyfriend is being an ass.
i am a nothing for having such fantasies, but this is me and i don't need anyone else's approval.**
i'm gonna be late for work
i have a few plans for this summer but the biggest one is just to work work work, $ave $ave $ave.
i worked late last night, and just as i approached my house i looked up and realized that the trees had leaves on them now. it amazes me every year when they come back, that i was so used to them being gone. ::sigh:: soon this fickle weather will be over too.
**i keep day dreaming of having a little apartment in hollywood. in summertime. waking early to open at some cute little coffee shop, where i can wear jeans or skirts with combat boots and my own cool tshirts. i got a tattoo on my wrist and i have my nose pierced too. then afterwards i walk home through hollywood boulevard and meetup with people hanging around there. i take the bus to santa monica and walk to venice beach just to take photos for fun. then i lay on a sand blanket and read until i get tired and take the sleepy bus ride back with morrissey on my headphones. back in my room i eat frozen grapes and work on organizing binders of scrapbooks for my photos. i have all sorts of glittery stars cut-out or painted on my walls and blue xmas lights all over my bedroom. i will sleep in late and go to work at a dark cozy bar the following night. where people know me and tell me about the shithead at work and how the boyfriend is being an ass.
i am a nothing for having such fantasies, but this is me and i don't need anyone else's approval.**
i'm gonna be late for work