long as fuck
I haven't had any time to do anything lately. I haven't even been online in about a week.
Work is kicking my ass. I got in around 25 hours last week. I get that paycheck this Friday, so I'm excited.
I haven't been to school since last Tuesday, the 7th. I've just been so tired from work and from hanging out after I get off that morning time is hell. There's no way that I would have woken up, even if I was thrown out of bed.
Usually after work, I go over to Andrew's for a little bit. I ended up skipping school Wednesday and spending Tuesday night with him. By the time we got up on Wednesday though, I had to eat and leave so that I wouldn't be late for work.
I meant to go to school Thursday and Friday. It didn't happen, but I did go to work. I've been having to stay late a lot. I closed Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday which means I got off a little after 10.
Friday night, I was going to hang out with David and get drunk, but I blew him off. I just went home and slept. Andrew went out to dinner with his family for his mom's birthday.
Saturday, I saw Rachel at work. My mommy wanted me to buy some Peterbrooke chocolate covered popcorn with her money. Rachel gave me the popcorn for free, only because I agreed to buy a dime off of her. Haha. It was good shit.
Mike got one of the drivers, Willie, to buy us some liquor Saturday night. He got off of work before me, went home to get ready, and came back to work until I got off. Christina didn't show up that day, so I was forced to stay with Sam and close. The wonderful thing about closing with Sam is he's a perfectionist and has to have everything perfect. This means that he cleans the whole place by himself. Sam is cool though. He's always singing Thursday and Taking Back Sunday. He even has a Thursday tattoo.
Once I finally got off work, Mike and I drove out to the Orange Park mall to see his friend. We were sitting in his car, finishing our drinks, when Rachel called. She wanted me to come back to town and hang out. We ended up leaving and meeting her up at our work. It sucks though because I was hungry as hell and hadn't eaten all day and Mike was going to buy me dinner, but I wanted to see her. I guess it shows how much I love Rachel. I sacrificed my only meal for the day to spend time with her.
It ends up that Rachel and Mike know each other. They went to Lakeshore together and he pulled out his penis one day in math class to show her. I thought that was pretty amusing. The three of us just drove around in Rachel's car and she and I smoked a bowl. I haven't smoked in forever, so after three hits of this awesome ass weed, I was gone. After Rachel left, I would have gone to this party with Mike, but I wouldn't have been very much fun. It sucks because the next day he told me that they had anything you could imagine, all for free.
I guess I wasn't really fit for driving, but I still did anyway. Mike followed me in his car, all the way to Andrew's, since he was going out to Collins Rd anyway. I was on the phone with Mike the whole way there. It was funny. I kept on going over the lines and shit and he would be telling me which way I needed to go so that I didn't run off the road. Supposedly, at one point I didn't know where I was going, so I slammed on my brakes in the middle of the street. The guy behind us wasn't very happy. I remember being honked at, but I didn't know why.
As soon as I got to Andrew's, around 2 am, I went inside and laid on the air mattress. I was so fucked up, I just passed out. I do remember him coming and cuddling, talking to me about my night. He was so worried about me. He kept on asking if I was his and if I behaved while I was out. Later on in the night, he woke me up and took advantage of me. I didn't mind though because I bitched Thursday about the lack of sex.
I ended up leaving early Sunday morning. I was just exhausted. I went up to work for a little bit to hang out and when Mike got off, he called me and we hung out. We went out to Orange Park to see his friends and then just drove around talking. A couple hours were spent in the Papa Johns parking lot, which was a big mistake. Everyone kept on coming out there, harassing us. I swear, I have never seen Tim take that many smoke breaks in one night. I got home around 1 and talked on the phone until 4 in the morning. I obviously didn't get much sleep, so I skipped school today as well.
Today was spent bummin'. I didn't even wake up until 11. After that, all I did was shower and hang out at Papa Johns for a few hours. I told daddy that I was going to my gym class, but went by work instead. I would have gone to Andrew's but I hadn't heard from him. Around 4, I got back here with a pizza. I had lunch and went to bed.
The motha fuckin end.
Work is kicking my ass. I got in around 25 hours last week. I get that paycheck this Friday, so I'm excited.
I haven't been to school since last Tuesday, the 7th. I've just been so tired from work and from hanging out after I get off that morning time is hell. There's no way that I would have woken up, even if I was thrown out of bed.
Usually after work, I go over to Andrew's for a little bit. I ended up skipping school Wednesday and spending Tuesday night with him. By the time we got up on Wednesday though, I had to eat and leave so that I wouldn't be late for work.
I meant to go to school Thursday and Friday. It didn't happen, but I did go to work. I've been having to stay late a lot. I closed Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday which means I got off a little after 10.
Friday night, I was going to hang out with David and get drunk, but I blew him off. I just went home and slept. Andrew went out to dinner with his family for his mom's birthday.
Saturday, I saw Rachel at work. My mommy wanted me to buy some Peterbrooke chocolate covered popcorn with her money. Rachel gave me the popcorn for free, only because I agreed to buy a dime off of her. Haha. It was good shit.
Mike got one of the drivers, Willie, to buy us some liquor Saturday night. He got off of work before me, went home to get ready, and came back to work until I got off. Christina didn't show up that day, so I was forced to stay with Sam and close. The wonderful thing about closing with Sam is he's a perfectionist and has to have everything perfect. This means that he cleans the whole place by himself. Sam is cool though. He's always singing Thursday and Taking Back Sunday. He even has a Thursday tattoo.
Once I finally got off work, Mike and I drove out to the Orange Park mall to see his friend. We were sitting in his car, finishing our drinks, when Rachel called. She wanted me to come back to town and hang out. We ended up leaving and meeting her up at our work. It sucks though because I was hungry as hell and hadn't eaten all day and Mike was going to buy me dinner, but I wanted to see her. I guess it shows how much I love Rachel. I sacrificed my only meal for the day to spend time with her.
It ends up that Rachel and Mike know each other. They went to Lakeshore together and he pulled out his penis one day in math class to show her. I thought that was pretty amusing. The three of us just drove around in Rachel's car and she and I smoked a bowl. I haven't smoked in forever, so after three hits of this awesome ass weed, I was gone. After Rachel left, I would have gone to this party with Mike, but I wouldn't have been very much fun. It sucks because the next day he told me that they had anything you could imagine, all for free.
I guess I wasn't really fit for driving, but I still did anyway. Mike followed me in his car, all the way to Andrew's, since he was going out to Collins Rd anyway. I was on the phone with Mike the whole way there. It was funny. I kept on going over the lines and shit and he would be telling me which way I needed to go so that I didn't run off the road. Supposedly, at one point I didn't know where I was going, so I slammed on my brakes in the middle of the street. The guy behind us wasn't very happy. I remember being honked at, but I didn't know why.
As soon as I got to Andrew's, around 2 am, I went inside and laid on the air mattress. I was so fucked up, I just passed out. I do remember him coming and cuddling, talking to me about my night. He was so worried about me. He kept on asking if I was his and if I behaved while I was out. Later on in the night, he woke me up and took advantage of me. I didn't mind though because I bitched Thursday about the lack of sex.
I ended up leaving early Sunday morning. I was just exhausted. I went up to work for a little bit to hang out and when Mike got off, he called me and we hung out. We went out to Orange Park to see his friends and then just drove around talking. A couple hours were spent in the Papa Johns parking lot, which was a big mistake. Everyone kept on coming out there, harassing us. I swear, I have never seen Tim take that many smoke breaks in one night. I got home around 1 and talked on the phone until 4 in the morning. I obviously didn't get much sleep, so I skipped school today as well.
Today was spent bummin'. I didn't even wake up until 11. After that, all I did was shower and hang out at Papa Johns for a few hours. I told daddy that I was going to my gym class, but went by work instead. I would have gone to Andrew's but I hadn't heard from him. Around 4, I got back here with a pizza. I had lunch and went to bed.
The motha fuckin end.