So yeah . . . life at last.
A lap dance is so much stripper when the better is crying. In the cash room. Nineteen fivety five.
That's just a little glimpse of my current state of stupidity since I hung out with Sam for the whole day. We're horrible influences on each other. Also, according to Sam, there's a site called LiveSpace. Yes, we cried.
Found out Sarah is moving in a week. That just sucks balls. I forgot how much fun it was to hang out with her before today. Oh, I took a chunk out of my hip at work. It had me on my knees...because it hurt you sicko, not what you were thinking. I love the movie Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! Johnny Depp is deliciously strange.
I still don't have a prom dress, but I'm a procrastinator so I'll get around to it. I'm trying to decide whether or not I want to walk the stage for graduation. I don't care either way, it only depends if my mom is coming up from Tennessee. If she is, I'll do it for her, but if not, I probably won't. I only care about the piece of paper they hand you, anyways.
How bad is it that I can talk to someone at work for about three minuts and then realize out of nowhere that they're so blatantly pregnant? I guess it's just my ignorance showing through. I'm so nervous about my Cashier shift next week. I have to do it for four hours. FOUR HOURS. I wouldn't trust myself with one customers cash, let alone all the customers I'm going to come face-to-face with that day. Oh god, I'm gonna be fired. They're going to look at me and say, "Oh dear Lord. Did we really hire this girl? No, this child?" Then I will be constantly broke, but, hey. That's nothing new, is it? I'm going to try and get a second job. Maybe at Home Depot like Kim suggested, or somewhere remotely closer than Lakeside. I'm tired of constantly running into incompetent drivers on the road. Seriously, where the hell are all the cops when someone's cutting me off or swirving into my lane? It's like the van is a magnet for a collision. Oh god. I just realized how much I typed. I'll stop now....
That's just a little glimpse of my current state of stupidity since I hung out with Sam for the whole day. We're horrible influences on each other. Also, according to Sam, there's a site called LiveSpace. Yes, we cried.
Found out Sarah is moving in a week. That just sucks balls. I forgot how much fun it was to hang out with her before today. Oh, I took a chunk out of my hip at work. It had me on my knees...because it hurt you sicko, not what you were thinking. I love the movie Charlie and the Chocolate Factory! Johnny Depp is deliciously strange.
I still don't have a prom dress, but I'm a procrastinator so I'll get around to it. I'm trying to decide whether or not I want to walk the stage for graduation. I don't care either way, it only depends if my mom is coming up from Tennessee. If she is, I'll do it for her, but if not, I probably won't. I only care about the piece of paper they hand you, anyways.
How bad is it that I can talk to someone at work for about three minuts and then realize out of nowhere that they're so blatantly pregnant? I guess it's just my ignorance showing through. I'm so nervous about my Cashier shift next week. I have to do it for four hours. FOUR HOURS. I wouldn't trust myself with one customers cash, let alone all the customers I'm going to come face-to-face with that day. Oh god, I'm gonna be fired. They're going to look at me and say, "Oh dear Lord. Did we really hire this girl? No, this child?" Then I will be constantly broke, but, hey. That's nothing new, is it? I'm going to try and get a second job. Maybe at Home Depot like Kim suggested, or somewhere remotely closer than Lakeside. I'm tired of constantly running into incompetent drivers on the road. Seriously, where the hell are all the cops when someone's cutting me off or swirving into my lane? It's like the van is a magnet for a collision. Oh god. I just realized how much I typed. I'll stop now....