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so i've been hibernating for the past couple days (okay the past week) only leaving the house for work and a little bit of school last week and to teach jade that my name is ate shannon but i got as far as ate sha-in and i love it and just one night with the girls for a little montreal reunion.
other than that, ive spent a lot of time on the couch (cause i get all sweaty when i stay in bed all day) watching desperate housewives, eating soup because i love soup and its one of the only things that keeps me away from takeout and fast food, and this:
if you're worried, i've won more than i've spent so far! yay!
so one little update, i'm quitting milestones this week. i've decided that i should just cut all ties with people that irritate me, including stressed out managers. i know this is probably life, and management sucks anywhere you work, but right now shoppers is a little more positive so i guess im sticking around there. also, the perks are amazing and the job is not as dreadful as kissing ass and working too hard in heels.
i'm leaving the negativity behind and i'm not looking back. as far as working in restaurants ever again is concerned- i really hope i don't. mostly because i'm worried about forming wrinkles from all the unnecessary stress that only uptight people should have to deal with. we should all just lay back. i guess i'm overreacting a little. OBVIOUSLY i'm going to work in restaurants. i'm going to start my placement in less than a month. i just meant as a hostess. that life is over. it sucked hard for the past five years and i have shit all to show for it.
well i'm well rested, but i'm tired. really really tired. i'm tired of fighting for things, of working towards things, of dealing with things, of worrying about things. i think i'm tired of things and how high maintenance these things are. it's not the tired i can sleep off, either. it is the tired that i can hide from, though. except when managers email me bullshit and people call me with news and im addicted to livejournal and facebook so i cant help but know things and no one fucking respects the sanctity of my vacation from life. ive had a couple fuck life calls but ive yet to receive the wake-up one so i guess waking up in time for school tomorrow will be as hard and as pointless as it was today but today i think ill actually get up and go and let me ta know that i exist, and let mr cerre know that im confused and let ms cassibault know that i dont know what happened to my pplp so im sorry and ill wave hello to everyone and then go home and act like i slept in so i didnt miss any part of my amazing routine. except tomorrow i dont have work so if i dont decide to get up in time for school, i have no goals for the rest of the day except maybe go out and get my pants hemmed. and that is not something i want to do.
i might go shopping but i think ill have to leave the visa at home if i do decide to... i dont want to do anything drastic.
to anyone who wants to: lets love life.
other than that, ive spent a lot of time on the couch (cause i get all sweaty when i stay in bed all day) watching desperate housewives, eating soup because i love soup and its one of the only things that keeps me away from takeout and fast food, and this:
if you're worried, i've won more than i've spent so far! yay!
so one little update, i'm quitting milestones this week. i've decided that i should just cut all ties with people that irritate me, including stressed out managers. i know this is probably life, and management sucks anywhere you work, but right now shoppers is a little more positive so i guess im sticking around there. also, the perks are amazing and the job is not as dreadful as kissing ass and working too hard in heels.
i'm leaving the negativity behind and i'm not looking back. as far as working in restaurants ever again is concerned- i really hope i don't. mostly because i'm worried about forming wrinkles from all the unnecessary stress that only uptight people should have to deal with. we should all just lay back. i guess i'm overreacting a little. OBVIOUSLY i'm going to work in restaurants. i'm going to start my placement in less than a month. i just meant as a hostess. that life is over. it sucked hard for the past five years and i have shit all to show for it.
well i'm well rested, but i'm tired. really really tired. i'm tired of fighting for things, of working towards things, of dealing with things, of worrying about things. i think i'm tired of things and how high maintenance these things are. it's not the tired i can sleep off, either. it is the tired that i can hide from, though. except when managers email me bullshit and people call me with news and im addicted to livejournal and facebook so i cant help but know things and no one fucking respects the sanctity of my vacation from life. ive had a couple fuck life calls but ive yet to receive the wake-up one so i guess waking up in time for school tomorrow will be as hard and as pointless as it was today but today i think ill actually get up and go and let me ta know that i exist, and let mr cerre know that im confused and let ms cassibault know that i dont know what happened to my pplp so im sorry and ill wave hello to everyone and then go home and act like i slept in so i didnt miss any part of my amazing routine. except tomorrow i dont have work so if i dont decide to get up in time for school, i have no goals for the rest of the day except maybe go out and get my pants hemmed. and that is not something i want to do.
i might go shopping but i think ill have to leave the visa at home if i do decide to... i dont want to do anything drastic.
to anyone who wants to: lets love life.