Tax time!
So I just did my taxes, I should get a net of 350 somethin dollars back. which kind of sucks considering they took 1,600 dollars or so from me. eh, it'll help with the bills i suppose. i get so anxious before i have to go to work. like i always think i'm going to be late. i look at the clock, its 12:21 and i have to be there at 1. i still have to shower. and i start to think it'll take my an hour to get ready. but why? its not like i have to do anything to my hair. or shave. yet i sit here, have a smoke, and type this journal entry.
my brother rob is going for a job with the state.
my brother mike..is in his own little world.
my parents seem to be doin okay so far.
my cousin reenie (who recently moved back in with her father to take care of him) is going nuts.
i hope i find out that i got the job today. fuck, i just hope i find out something so i can start to plan my next move. the day i find out i got the job...i'm gonna drrrrriiiink!
i wonder if i'll meet nice people at dewitt. i wonder if i'll make friends there the way i have at pond st.
i doubt it though because i'm no blue-blood. i bet they're all stuck up and mean. not like my run of the mill dirty pond st. people that i love so much. hell; i'm one of them too ya know? i wonder if i'll ever rise above this underlying feeling that i'm white trash. i mean..its not like i have a mullet or anything.
i wonder if i'll meet people that know dave at dewitt. it is his old wegmans after all.
one of the front end managers from pond st. has a son that works produce there. it'd be cool if him and i could become close friends. who drink and do karaoke like the friends i have at pond st.
i wonder if i'll like it..
and as i end this journal entry...i wonder if i'll be on time for work.
my brother rob is going for a job with the state.
my brother mike..is in his own little world.
my parents seem to be doin okay so far.
my cousin reenie (who recently moved back in with her father to take care of him) is going nuts.
i hope i find out that i got the job today. fuck, i just hope i find out something so i can start to plan my next move. the day i find out i got the job...i'm gonna drrrrriiiink!
i wonder if i'll meet nice people at dewitt. i wonder if i'll make friends there the way i have at pond st.
i doubt it though because i'm no blue-blood. i bet they're all stuck up and mean. not like my run of the mill dirty pond st. people that i love so much. hell; i'm one of them too ya know? i wonder if i'll ever rise above this underlying feeling that i'm white trash. i mean..its not like i have a mullet or anything.
i wonder if i'll meet people that know dave at dewitt. it is his old wegmans after all.
one of the front end managers from pond st. has a son that works produce there. it'd be cool if him and i could become close friends. who drink and do karaoke like the friends i have at pond st.
i wonder if i'll like it..
and as i end this journal entry...i wonder if i'll be on time for work.