And the world keeps spinnin' round...
So, OK, things are really not much better than they were the last time I wrote. In fact, they may be worse. I found a job that has no stability and is based on only commission, but it's still a job. I have to figure out what I'm doing next year apartment-wise and when I called my dad tonight to discuss the decision with him, we ended up getting in a fight because I was "badgering" him and he was angry with me. I called my mom to tell her what happened and wound up crying for a while because of how absolutely damn miserable I am. How could I have gone from a good kid, who did well in school and had everything handed to her to succeed, to a loser adult who can't keep a job and will probably work the drive thru at KFC, servin fried chicken and orange pop, just to stay in this apartment? I could just kill someone. Today I had a bit of a flip out moment... My cell phone wanted my credit card number to make a call, and I got so pissed off at that and everything else going wrong in my life that I chucked it against my passenger side window. The battery hit me in the side of the face and the rest of the phone went somewhere in the backseat. RAR!!!!!
But on a happy note, my mom, Lindsay, and Rob came up tonight to take me out to dinner for my birthday. My mom and Rob gave me this new cell phone that I've wanted forever, (so it was a good thing I picked a fight with my old one today) and Lindsay made me a us-and-famous-people picture frame collage thing and gave me this really awesome hair stuff that she got me addicted to. So until I talked to my dad, all was well and good!
Tomorrow I have to hit the pavement again to find any source of steady income. If you need your dog walked or your kid babysat, my number is 586-382-8378. :)
That's about all for now, I guess. I just hope everything starts to work out or at least get a little bit more bearable. This means that I've cried twice in the past 4 days.. That just DOES NOT happen to me. "What is this salty discharge??" ~Seinfeld. Wish me luck for tomorrow, and could everyone please pray that two of my good friends do not whip out their semiautomatic weapons and kill each other this evening. Good night. :)
But on a happy note, my mom, Lindsay, and Rob came up tonight to take me out to dinner for my birthday. My mom and Rob gave me this new cell phone that I've wanted forever, (so it was a good thing I picked a fight with my old one today) and Lindsay made me a us-and-famous-people picture frame collage thing and gave me this really awesome hair stuff that she got me addicted to. So until I talked to my dad, all was well and good!
Tomorrow I have to hit the pavement again to find any source of steady income. If you need your dog walked or your kid babysat, my number is 586-382-8378. :)
That's about all for now, I guess. I just hope everything starts to work out or at least get a little bit more bearable. This means that I've cried twice in the past 4 days.. That just DOES NOT happen to me. "What is this salty discharge??" ~Seinfeld. Wish me luck for tomorrow, and could everyone please pray that two of my good friends do not whip out their semiautomatic weapons and kill each other this evening. Good night. :)