| It's 7:30 and I have to go to work at 10:00.....
So what the hell am I doing up? Interesting question. Well my cousins are here, two of them and they wake up at around 6:00 in the morning. My grandfather had to go pick up my grandmother from work which is an hour away because her truck broke last night. I'm one day closer to finding out the verdict of my immediate fate, and I'm somewhat excited, but mostly nervous. I've been working steadily on my timeline...and I'm wondering how the judge will see me. I wonder if my parents will come. I hope they don't, then I look really good. I have so many questions...and my curiousity for the outcome of this situation is getting to me. I know what I'm doing is the best thing, because I don't feel so repressed anymore. I know that I am in charge of my future, and I'm going to be responsible for it....Knowing that information makes me feel alot better. Knowing that in a short time, I will be in charge is both an exciting, but nervous deal...I mean what if I mess up? But then again, I know I can do it.
Ah I still have a rash around my neck. Well it's not really a rash as much as it is a bunch of bites. I have them on my arms too and I hate them. I honestly would have thought they would have gone by now. Faggot ass bugs.
I went on a rampage trying to put a song on my xanga last night, and it's still not on there. I suck just that much.
WORK AHHHHH I hate it so much. I used to love my old job but this one sucks. Sucks SUCK SUCKS!
I'm pissed off because I am wishing I was with Tyler right now. I hate that feeling because DAMNIT I can't. adfjgvpUISDNVMsfdybwqeQJEBNFRD
In other words, I just don't know.
::EDIT::
Fuck <3. If I ever use <3 again, lug me in the head with a wrench.
That was kind of a pun.
But I meant it.
::EDIT AGAIN::
I have had a bad day. I talked to my manager today, had a twenty minute conversation with him. He wished me the best of luck with what I'm doing, and that although he won't want me to leave, if it's what's best, then it's a good thing. My bright part of the day was getting into a grape and ketchup fight in the breakroom with two other employees, whom started it first. At first, I was apprehensive, but it turned into a really fun thing. It was silly and completely spontaneous and that's what made it fun. The unfun part was and is getting ketchup out of my hair, and my pants (which are white)...Luckily I was off when they decided to ambush me. Now, my day at work had been terrible except for a very small handful of silly little things. This morning, my helplessness in my current situation drove me to tears, and having all three of the bosses that hate me there did not help since they can never do anything but criticize and threaten. Let's see here, I've been written up twice. I HATE THAT PLACE. So much. If they had fired me this morning, I would have laughed. Why would they have fired me? I got yelled at three times, for dumbass reasons and minor mistakes that got turned into such a big deal. Not to mention, one of the customers called me a mean name...and I was nothing but sweet and helpful towards them. She was mad because they appointed me to help her find the sun dried tomatoes because no one else could, and I tried....and I couldn't find them anywhere. SO i got bitched at for that even though the boss couldn't find them either. HYPOCRITES. I'm sick of work and ready to be done with it. And then, the worst part of the day was getting an email from my mother. God, I can't wait to talk to Danni tomorrow.
I finally got that song that I wanted on here.
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