So, why do you want to read this journal entry?
I feel like I should update, as for what I should say, I am at a loss.
I've had my car for about a week. It's been one of the greatest things ever to happen to me. It's also shown me what a bad state my relationship with my mother is in and how something is about to break. It's all going to get out eventually, and as past experience have dictated it will probably involve a lot of crying and screaming followed by me bawling my head off in my room alone and wishing I was anywhere else.
I might will get to see "boy" tomorrow. His band is doing a battle of the bands. All very exciting, but you know all I care about is the hug at the end of the night. Speaking of something about to break, I think thats a good one to bring up. When will all be revealed? Dammit, Dammit, Dammit. I wish I could just know how he feels about the whole thing, but, enough angst for one night.
I had a job interview at Pottery Barn today. The guy that was interviewing me had the worst sunburn I have ever seen. His skin was glowing red. It went ok, right until he asked me why I wanted to work retail. Uh, because you'll pay me? How the fuck do you answer a question like that? I don't think I'm cute enough to work there, oh well.
I haven't had a really nice dream in a long time. You know the kind, where you wake up and you just feel really good. Dreams like that usually involve me making out with someone. Oh yeah. You love it.
I've had my car for about a week. It's been one of the greatest things ever to happen to me. It's also shown me what a bad state my relationship with my mother is in and how something is about to break. It's all going to get out eventually, and as past experience have dictated it will probably involve a lot of crying and screaming followed by me bawling my head off in my room alone and wishing I was anywhere else.
I might will get to see "boy" tomorrow. His band is doing a battle of the bands. All very exciting, but you know all I care about is the hug at the end of the night. Speaking of something about to break, I think thats a good one to bring up. When will all be revealed? Dammit, Dammit, Dammit. I wish I could just know how he feels about the whole thing, but, enough angst for one night.
I had a job interview at Pottery Barn today. The guy that was interviewing me had the worst sunburn I have ever seen. His skin was glowing red. It went ok, right until he asked me why I wanted to work retail. Uh, because you'll pay me? How the fuck do you answer a question like that? I don't think I'm cute enough to work there, oh well.
I haven't had a really nice dream in a long time. You know the kind, where you wake up and you just feel really good. Dreams like that usually involve me making out with someone. Oh yeah. You love it.