don't remember what it was about this song that I ever liked
the strangest thing just happened. i woke up about 30 minutes having to pee really bad, and ever since I've been sooo wide awake. That has legitimately never happened to me before. Normally if I wake up, I am back asleep within the next five minutes, haha. Anyways- there was my sleep rant.
I have been becoming extremely less awkward recently. I mean, I guess I finally mentally figured it out. I have so many awkward moments that it seriously takes up too much time and anxiety bothering with them, so now I'm just anti-awkward. I have to endure some awkward moments- but who doesn't? I'm going to take them as they come. It's honestly not as hard as it seems. I have no idea why I have never thought of this before. The answer is to endure them, not pop Xanex. Who would have figured?
Long Beach was fun last week. Beach. Wakeboarding. Doing nothing. Eating with everyone i love <333. The oobers are ridiculous as ever, as always. Not that I expected anything less. It was super weird being home, it had been seriously far too long, and you know what? The drive didn't even seem that bad. It felt like about 30 minutes. I should do it more often if i wasn't addicted to working and making money and having zero social life. I'm still scheduled to work 5 days out of the week, despite a full time school schedule. Hopefully that will change, I was just working so much to pay tuition and books and so I should be okay for a while, but I just can't stop working! Problems? YES. Speaking of problems. Not last night, well technically, no wait, un-technically the night before last, I get a dreezed phone call at about 3am and wake up (weird I don't wake up to anything)...it's none other than Paolo. He's drunk and on a mission to see me. He tells me he is on his way to my house and I don't believe him for a second. 20 minutes later my drunk manager is on my doorstep. He said "I've come to cuddle. Cuddle me." hahah. I asked how he knew where I lived and he said "your employee file, I know everything about you" i was like omggg that either cute or extremely creepy/awkward. But I'm moving past awkward moments, embraced it, and stayed up watching girl movies like Juno and What Happens in Vegas while he pretending that he only wanted to hang out. I do not understand that man or what goes through his head at all. Honestly, I just don't get it. I don't care what he wants out of life, or what he is doing, but what does he want with me? That's all I would like to know. Leave meee alllonnnneee man.
Speaking of work related things. I kick ass. This is where I brag. Not only am I the server that has worked there the longest (people get fired relatively easy), I am the head trainer, train all the new servers when they first get hired, get to pick my sections and days and times that i want to work because I am a trainer, have been working 6 days a week the entire summer, have mostly zero or 1 comps or voids at the end of each shift, and never fuck up big time. And does anyone say thankyou? Or say "Hey Tracey- You're doing a great job, thanks for not fucking up, drinking on the job, showing up late, wearing the wrong uniform, or being a bitch like the rest of the girls" No. They don't say that. I just get nicknamed "LeDouche" and remain unappreciated. End of rant.
By the way, I'm about 50 coughs away from cutting my tonsils out with a butter knife. There is too much paperwork and issues concerning getting a tonsillectomy and quite frankly, I don't have the time to be miserable for two weeks and can't really say I would be looking forward to that, so my motivation is nonexistent. But seriously though 50 coughs...fuckk now 49. I'm serious, guys.
I'm pretty sure Katie bought a puppy yesterday. A lab, I think. She was spending like 800 on it...ps. that is absolutely ridiculous. No offense, I mean, a dog can be your best friend, but I don't go around paying my friends 800 dollars (Tell your parents I do need October's checks though guys...). Dogs can't even use money. I bet if they could the world would be a ridiculous place, that's for sure.
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Listening to Amy Winehouse reminds me of driving to work at FishTale and always running late. It's super weird how smells and songs and random things like that can remind you of the most random things, or places. hmm. The perfume I wear reminds this guy Jory of his high school sweetheart and he is like stop wearing it damnit you are making me lust after her. haha. Omg. This girl that works at Sandbar, well she used to, and she went to Thailand for two months and just got back. Anyways she is like a borderline sex addict and was freaking out before she left because she is seeing this guy who also works at sandbar, and kept saying "ican't believe i'm not going to have sex for two months, i just can't believe it" im likeee omgg. and so yest. she got back and it was her first day at work and she was eating dinner and like throwing it downnn and i was like "hungry much?" and she was like "are you kidding me? The only thing I ate today other than this was dick" and i was like "ohhhhh so i'm assuming you and mike have been busy?" she was like "to say the least. I have been in bed for the past 24 hours, my vagina is so fucking beat up, but in the best possible way"
hAHAAH. omgggg i love her. her name is morgan. make a sidenote.
i've been awake for two hours now. this is getting pretty creepy.
okay so i fell asleep writing this. it's now 12:30 and sorry trevor but i seriously hate pike. BLASTING music for a few hours now while they have a volleyball tourney. seriously....GRRR.
I have been becoming extremely less awkward recently. I mean, I guess I finally mentally figured it out. I have so many awkward moments that it seriously takes up too much time and anxiety bothering with them, so now I'm just anti-awkward. I have to endure some awkward moments- but who doesn't? I'm going to take them as they come. It's honestly not as hard as it seems. I have no idea why I have never thought of this before. The answer is to endure them, not pop Xanex. Who would have figured?
Long Beach was fun last week. Beach. Wakeboarding. Doing nothing. Eating with everyone i love <333. The oobers are ridiculous as ever, as always. Not that I expected anything less. It was super weird being home, it had been seriously far too long, and you know what? The drive didn't even seem that bad. It felt like about 30 minutes. I should do it more often if i wasn't addicted to working and making money and having zero social life. I'm still scheduled to work 5 days out of the week, despite a full time school schedule. Hopefully that will change, I was just working so much to pay tuition and books and so I should be okay for a while, but I just can't stop working! Problems? YES. Speaking of problems. Not last night, well technically, no wait, un-technically the night before last, I get a dreezed phone call at about 3am and wake up (weird I don't wake up to anything)...it's none other than Paolo. He's drunk and on a mission to see me. He tells me he is on his way to my house and I don't believe him for a second. 20 minutes later my drunk manager is on my doorstep. He said "I've come to cuddle. Cuddle me." hahah. I asked how he knew where I lived and he said "your employee file, I know everything about you" i was like omggg that either cute or extremely creepy/awkward. But I'm moving past awkward moments, embraced it, and stayed up watching girl movies like Juno and What Happens in Vegas while he pretending that he only wanted to hang out. I do not understand that man or what goes through his head at all. Honestly, I just don't get it. I don't care what he wants out of life, or what he is doing, but what does he want with me? That's all I would like to know. Leave meee alllonnnneee man.
Speaking of work related things. I kick ass. This is where I brag. Not only am I the server that has worked there the longest (people get fired relatively easy), I am the head trainer, train all the new servers when they first get hired, get to pick my sections and days and times that i want to work because I am a trainer, have been working 6 days a week the entire summer, have mostly zero or 1 comps or voids at the end of each shift, and never fuck up big time. And does anyone say thankyou? Or say "Hey Tracey- You're doing a great job, thanks for not fucking up, drinking on the job, showing up late, wearing the wrong uniform, or being a bitch like the rest of the girls" No. They don't say that. I just get nicknamed "LeDouche" and remain unappreciated. End of rant.
By the way, I'm about 50 coughs away from cutting my tonsils out with a butter knife. There is too much paperwork and issues concerning getting a tonsillectomy and quite frankly, I don't have the time to be miserable for two weeks and can't really say I would be looking forward to that, so my motivation is nonexistent. But seriously though 50 coughs...fuckk now 49. I'm serious, guys.
I'm pretty sure Katie bought a puppy yesterday. A lab, I think. She was spending like 800 on it...ps. that is absolutely ridiculous. No offense, I mean, a dog can be your best friend, but I don't go around paying my friends 800 dollars (Tell your parents I do need October's checks though guys...). Dogs can't even use money. I bet if they could the world would be a ridiculous place, that's for sure.
48.
Listening to Amy Winehouse reminds me of driving to work at FishTale and always running late. It's super weird how smells and songs and random things like that can remind you of the most random things, or places. hmm. The perfume I wear reminds this guy Jory of his high school sweetheart and he is like stop wearing it damnit you are making me lust after her. haha. Omg. This girl that works at Sandbar, well she used to, and she went to Thailand for two months and just got back. Anyways she is like a borderline sex addict and was freaking out before she left because she is seeing this guy who also works at sandbar, and kept saying "ican't believe i'm not going to have sex for two months, i just can't believe it" im likeee omgg. and so yest. she got back and it was her first day at work and she was eating dinner and like throwing it downnn and i was like "hungry much?" and she was like "are you kidding me? The only thing I ate today other than this was dick" and i was like "ohhhhh so i'm assuming you and mike have been busy?" she was like "to say the least. I have been in bed for the past 24 hours, my vagina is so fucking beat up, but in the best possible way"
hAHAAH. omgggg i love her. her name is morgan. make a sidenote.
i've been awake for two hours now. this is getting pretty creepy.
okay so i fell asleep writing this. it's now 12:30 and sorry trevor but i seriously hate pike. BLASTING music for a few hours now while they have a volleyball tourney. seriously....GRRR.