...and right or wrong I need you with me. 'Cause this feels so far from perfect, and I cant stop playing your games."
This sucks. I hate work. It makes me mad. I woke up at 7:30 this morning and thought "Shit. It's light outside. I'm late for school." Then I realized that it was Saturday, and that I had to get up and go to work. And I was actually disappointed. How sad is that? I would rather go to school than go to work. Well, sometimes. Ugh. I had to work from 9-6:30, and I have to work from 9-7ish tomorrow. That makes me really mad. Why can't I be a normal kid and be lazy and sleep over Labor Day weekend? Or over any weekend, for that matter.
I missed the ASV concert @ the Masquerade today because of work. Damn work. Damn it to Hell. I hate it even more because of that. I had to miss the LAST one because of work, too. Grrr.. I wanted to go to that concert. I want their new cd, too. Oh well. Uuuuuugggggggh! WORK SUCKS!!!!
I've been in a bad mood all day. Customers pissed me off. Stupid, stupid, stupid, unrespectful, ungrateful little people. I hate them all. Okay, not all of them, but most of them. I almost killed one of them. Oh, no, two of them. The second time I almost went to jail was because I almost killed a "handicapped" woman. That stupid bitch. I was going to close everything up in the golf cart and left the cover in the spot where it's always parked and when I came back this beastly bitch was pulling up right into the spot and almost parked right on top of the cover. I just stopped the golf cart right behind her butt-ugly SUV and glared at her as she got out. And then.. She got out and looked at me and said, "Oh, I'm sorry. That's what you get for putting a hazard in the middle of a handicapped spot!" And slammed the door and walked away with the world's tiniest limp. (Keep in mind that she's "HANDICAPPED." Handicapped my ass!) I wanted to tell her that
- 1. If she knew anything she'd know that the golf cart was ALWAYS parked there.
- 2. If she knew anything she'd know that they had taken the Handicapped sign down and that they were letting the paint wear off the space (it was almost completely gone already anyway) because they didn't want it to be a handicapped spot anymore.
- 3. I left the cover in that spot so stupid retards like her didn't park their fat asses there.
Oh my goodness. I could have killed that evil wench. The nerve. And yay! I get to spend another complete, miserable day there tomorrow. At least I don't have to work Monday. Then again, that's only because I told them I couldn't. HA! Idiots. I'm so incredibly angry.
Another thing. Guys. I hate them. They make absolutely no sense, and they're actually really aggravating.
One more. School spirit. Should you have it if you go to a school full of stupid rednecks? And pep rallies. Oooh yeah. Goooo juniors!
Haha, I love Britt. She's the only one that ever cheers for our class. Okay, so occasionally I help her out.. c/o '06. We rock. : p
W000000000000000000T!!!!!!!
I'm happier now. I'm out too. Luvs!