Give me some Tylenol, or maybe some Loratabs
I'm giving second thoughts to taking classes this summer at Jeff State. I think I'll just hold out and have the summer to work, even though I was only thinking about taking 2 classes. I'm so ready for it to be summer, its not even funny. I'm more than ready to get out of this damn apartment and go home and have food and not have to buy paper towels and toilet paper and other bullshit. It is gonna suck to still have to pay rent and the bills though, even though they will be pretty low with nobody being here. But I'll be here off and on, probably back and forth about every week and a half.
Yesterday and today I've been getting headaches and it sucks cause I never have anything to take for them so today after work I just had to take a nap. I only worked for four hours and made $14 in tips which was decent because I felt like nobody was really tipping, and last night I'm pretty sure I got jipped somehow because I supposedly only made $11 but I was getting good tips all night and worked longer too so I know that's wrong. I have a feeling the manager that counted my money was fucking me up. He does everything so quick and antsy like because he's a fruit loop and is always stressing out about everything.
Not shit really happened all weekend. Friday night I had nothing to do and of course the other side of the apartment didn't wanna go anywhere as always. They really bring me down somehow and make me feel like I'm trapped. Last night I had to work till about 12:15 and then me and Paris got ready to go to that party in Harmon and then as soon as we got there, cops showed up and its funny because I talked to a girl at work today and she said she was there last night around 11 something and the cops were there then too and told everybody to leave so I guess they ended up making several trips. But the weekend sucked and I didn't drink at all. The Mark dude called me again this weekend. If I were him, I would not be calling me at all after how I've completely blown him off for doing nothing wrong, other than me just not liking him. I'm getting really sick and tired of not meeting any guys that I might like, but its dumb cause the only reason I would want a boyfriend right now is to keep my mind off of Gabe and I really wish that would have all gone away by now cause its about damn time. There was one point a while back where I thought I was gonna try and pimp several guys at a time but I doubt that would have worked for me.
I'm falling behind pretty bad in my art and math classes right now, and this being the last week of school, worries me. I just hope I can pass cause I have not a clue what kind of grade I have in math.
And oh yea, my car will probably never be available for me to drive. I never have time to talk to my dad about it and I think he never has time to mess with it. So I still have the truck, the fuckin Honda is fixed now:::hanging myself:::: and I have no time to drive back to Bham and pick up the piece of shit, nor do I want to.
I'm kind of hungry and have not a damn thing to eat. Maybe I'll make a dreaded trip to the grocery store.
Yesterday and today I've been getting headaches and it sucks cause I never have anything to take for them so today after work I just had to take a nap. I only worked for four hours and made $14 in tips which was decent because I felt like nobody was really tipping, and last night I'm pretty sure I got jipped somehow because I supposedly only made $11 but I was getting good tips all night and worked longer too so I know that's wrong. I have a feeling the manager that counted my money was fucking me up. He does everything so quick and antsy like because he's a fruit loop and is always stressing out about everything.
Not shit really happened all weekend. Friday night I had nothing to do and of course the other side of the apartment didn't wanna go anywhere as always. They really bring me down somehow and make me feel like I'm trapped. Last night I had to work till about 12:15 and then me and Paris got ready to go to that party in Harmon and then as soon as we got there, cops showed up and its funny because I talked to a girl at work today and she said she was there last night around 11 something and the cops were there then too and told everybody to leave so I guess they ended up making several trips. But the weekend sucked and I didn't drink at all. The Mark dude called me again this weekend. If I were him, I would not be calling me at all after how I've completely blown him off for doing nothing wrong, other than me just not liking him. I'm getting really sick and tired of not meeting any guys that I might like, but its dumb cause the only reason I would want a boyfriend right now is to keep my mind off of Gabe and I really wish that would have all gone away by now cause its about damn time. There was one point a while back where I thought I was gonna try and pimp several guys at a time but I doubt that would have worked for me.
I'm falling behind pretty bad in my art and math classes right now, and this being the last week of school, worries me. I just hope I can pass cause I have not a clue what kind of grade I have in math.
And oh yea, my car will probably never be available for me to drive. I never have time to talk to my dad about it and I think he never has time to mess with it. So I still have the truck, the fuckin Honda is fixed now:::hanging myself:::: and I have no time to drive back to Bham and pick up the piece of shit, nor do I want to.
I'm kind of hungry and have not a damn thing to eat. Maybe I'll make a dreaded trip to the grocery store.