my life is a semi-mess. my co-workers are coke fiend retards, someone stole $140 from the register, i got tied into working sundays, 6AM-3PM, i have to go to school dumb ass early saturdays, i've been using "having to go to sleep early so i can get up early" as an excuse to take xanax/oxy/vics. i'm tired of working so hard. haircutting really sucks ( Read more... )

what did i do? what have i done ( Read more... )

ho-hum dee-dum. i just made some bomb ass boysenberry thumb print cookies. 2 sticks of butter? fuck yeah! i get paid on friday, thank the lord! i think that's my main problem most of the time...being broke. my last check was like $150 or something ridiculous. this times it's like $230 which isn't much better, considering i have to buy trace call of ( Read more... )

i have nothing to be sad about, but i'm sitting here sulking over the pain that is my life. maybe it's because i was just thinking about my old meth addict days. maybe it's because i came this close to buying morphine off my sister's friend. maybe it's because my estrogen is out of whack. maybe it's because i don't have any friends. maybe it's ( Read more... )

DO NOT WANT!!!! trace, please stop. just stop. stop thinking. stop talking. stop asking and looking and worrying. just be and do. i am not controlling, she is. she thinks like i did when i was an anorexic over-achiever. working my ass off for my future and to please other people, just to find out that shit is going to happen no matter how perfect ( Read more... )

NOTE: the first half of this entry is a spoiler for this week's episode of the L word ( Read more... )

fuck this weather. fuck my friends and lack thereof. stupid stupid stupid. why would someone make plans to meet with me so they could sell me their last oxy, have me hurry like a motherfucker to meet them, and then decide to sell it to some retard high school kid who doesn't mean shit and will most likely lose the pill? i am quite annoyed. now i ( Read more... )

school is better now. i've gotten to know my classmates and told them about trace and made jokes with them, but it's mostly just small talk. no real bond. we're on to chemicals now, thank god. perm waves, relaxing, soft curl perms, and color. in that order ( Read more... )

school was not very fun today. for $13,000, you would think our teacher would actually teach us something. instead, we were made to watch a movie about these curling stick things called "revolutions" from like 1989 and then spend 3 hours using them on our dollys' hair so zenzi, our teacher, could go make her husband a birthday dinner. my class ( Read more... )

hi, i'm gracie. i'm a baker at feel good bakery in alameda and an aspiring cosmetologist at zenzi's in san francisco. i listen to a wide variety of music from g.g. allin to tegan and sara to mac dre. i am a recovering meth addict and will have one year clean in april. i'm 18 years old. i live with my mother and dog (twinkie) in alameda, california ( Read more... )