Extremely temporary job?
My dad wouldnt let me stay on the island today. He said something about having a huge chance that a cop would talk to me. Oh well. He dragged me to the car dealership he works at, and after a few hours they had me washing the cars. Salesmen kept stopping by and asking me questions and crap. Apparently, they want to hire me full-time.
Thank God I'm not moving up here.
The youngest person working there is 23 (and he's only working there because he's the owner's son or grandson or whatever), and theres no other chicks.
I feel really bad for my dad. All of his friends suck. They're either psycho, or they wont hang out with him, or they're using him for the weed, or something like that. His somewhat-best-friend's mom died today, the same guys' parrot that he had his whole life died about a week ago. I feel bad for him, even though we really dont like each other. He doesnt like me because I'm a chick (he thinks chicks are psycho) and he thinks I'm a kid (he just doesnt like kids....could you tell he never got married?), and I dont like him because he's a flat out psychopath. I understand that he's on pot and crack and shit like that (not that pot would make a difference), but gawddamn, he's just so psycho without all that shit anyway.
I hope Kayci never turns into that.
I havent had much of an appetite lately. I've pretty much been having one meal a day, maybe two if I'm really active or something. I dunno, it's starting to weird me out, but my dad said to just listen to my body and not eat if I'm not that hungry.
So my trip here has been pretty lonely. All the people I used to visit dont want to see me or something, I guess. My dad would call them and tell them I'm up here, but they just make other plans. Like my grandparents. I'm getting too used to this.
Tomorrow's plan was GOING to be going up to see my dad's friend, Dan. I think he's in Oregon, though. I'm glad. I dont like him. He's psycho too. Taylor's dad has been reminding me of Dan lately, but thats a story for Taylor when I get back. But basically, I dont know what I'm doing tomorrow.
Thank God I'm not moving up here.
The youngest person working there is 23 (and he's only working there because he's the owner's son or grandson or whatever), and theres no other chicks.
I feel really bad for my dad. All of his friends suck. They're either psycho, or they wont hang out with him, or they're using him for the weed, or something like that. His somewhat-best-friend's mom died today, the same guys' parrot that he had his whole life died about a week ago. I feel bad for him, even though we really dont like each other. He doesnt like me because I'm a chick (he thinks chicks are psycho) and he thinks I'm a kid (he just doesnt like kids....could you tell he never got married?), and I dont like him because he's a flat out psychopath. I understand that he's on pot and crack and shit like that (not that pot would make a difference), but gawddamn, he's just so psycho without all that shit anyway.
I hope Kayci never turns into that.
I havent had much of an appetite lately. I've pretty much been having one meal a day, maybe two if I'm really active or something. I dunno, it's starting to weird me out, but my dad said to just listen to my body and not eat if I'm not that hungry.
So my trip here has been pretty lonely. All the people I used to visit dont want to see me or something, I guess. My dad would call them and tell them I'm up here, but they just make other plans. Like my grandparents. I'm getting too used to this.
Tomorrow's plan was GOING to be going up to see my dad's friend, Dan. I think he's in Oregon, though. I'm glad. I dont like him. He's psycho too. Taylor's dad has been reminding me of Dan lately, but thats a story for Taylor when I get back. But basically, I dont know what I'm doing tomorrow.