you and tequila make me crazy
So happy news. I GOT A JOB FOR THE SUMMER!!! yahoo!!!!!! i'll be at the pool 40 hours a week this summer in the concessions booth. :) I was very happy about finally having a set-in-stone job for the summer and then i went to go tell my dad...............
now i feel like a failure. Why is it that to everything I do there is something I havent done? He's been on my ass about getting a job for the summer. when i finally get one he's not satisfied. "what else are you going to do? where are you going to work on the weekends? catering here and there?" but thats not the worst part. as soon as i told him he changed the subject to school. "so found a major yet? what are you gonna do? got A's in all your classes?" I have no fucking idea what he wants from me. i cant be perfect. And gail didnt seem all that excited about me bringing ANY of my stuff to my room for the summer... "dont even think about cluttering up that room!" great. how about i just store all my worldly things in my car for the summer! joy. theres not that much room in the shed at home. And then my rats dont help any either. My dad and gail either talk about killing my cats or killing my rats now. I dont even think they marvin or would allow him in there house (poor fishy). so consequently i will be living at my moms this summer. my rats will roast. then my dad will complain about never seeing me. i can never do anything right.
now i feel like a failure. Why is it that to everything I do there is something I havent done? He's been on my ass about getting a job for the summer. when i finally get one he's not satisfied. "what else are you going to do? where are you going to work on the weekends? catering here and there?" but thats not the worst part. as soon as i told him he changed the subject to school. "so found a major yet? what are you gonna do? got A's in all your classes?" I have no fucking idea what he wants from me. i cant be perfect. And gail didnt seem all that excited about me bringing ANY of my stuff to my room for the summer... "dont even think about cluttering up that room!" great. how about i just store all my worldly things in my car for the summer! joy. theres not that much room in the shed at home. And then my rats dont help any either. My dad and gail either talk about killing my cats or killing my rats now. I dont even think they marvin or would allow him in there house (poor fishy). so consequently i will be living at my moms this summer. my rats will roast. then my dad will complain about never seeing me. i can never do anything right.