There are many things in your life that you learn to love. The beer and pizza every monday night at your friends house watching the game, dinner at your grandma's where you know she'll have the food you like, or a nice massage by a naked women. Although i agree these are all things one could love those are not cruel, but just and welcoming.
I seem to have stumbled upon something so cruel but addicting. I need it so badly that its hard to sleep at night, and when i wake in the morning i wish that it was there with me. Everyone says theres a time and place for what you need to happen, but damn it why can't today be the time and place, why can't everything be right for me right now. fate is such a cruel mistress, one so cruel she says only promises and then walks away when your about to explode.
I know not how to put exactly what it makes me feel but im sure you can understand, for everything running through your head, everything pushing your thoughts, and the thing that makes your heart skip a beat when you hear a few choice words is there for me too. I wish that fate were a just and good girl, but i am thinking she's bitter about being fat in high-school.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Nightmare of the day
Well i think i have encountered something that honestly scared the shite out of me. Im sure it was something that doesn't happen to people often but when it does theres nothing that will give you the shakes more and take a few years off. So i was talking to Tonya on the phone one night as she was driving out to one of her best friends birthday party at a bowling alley. So far it had been a good day for me, and i was taunting her as usual (what can i say its soooooo very fun!) When something i have experienced before happens to her but im like a silent cripple watching from the sidelines.
First thing i hear is "o shit" yes shes a very clever one. Then the phone hits something, not sure what but it hits something. Maybe she dropped the phone im thinking, just give her a second to recover. Then more clunking, rattling and finally silence. Luckily im not one to freak out or panic so here i am on the phone "tonya?"......."tonya?!"........ and ofcourse the tauntingness of it shes says my name but as a question. At this point i have figured out shes been in a wreck, what kind of wreck i have no clue. Im worried, shaking, and hoping she picks up the phone soon or someone comes to help her, cause im hopeless in this situation. First thing i think of is that she can't find the phone or isn't capable of reaching it, second thing i think of is that someone needs to help her but im useless cause i know no one in the vicinity that could go help her, third thing im thinking of is how to call 911 and explain to them that she got into a wreck and that they need to help her all the while explaining that i have NO FREAKING IDEA WHERE SHE IS AND IF SHES HURT! not really freaking out but i felt caps would make things all the more clearer.
Finally she gets to the phone, but of course im not paniced but she is. She answers the phone hello then frantically almost "I can't get out". Being level headed my simple answer is "what about the passenger door", lets just say thank god she was talking to me (she is going to kill me when she reads this!). She finally gets outside the car and starts telling me what happened and ofcourse this just makes me more worried, but she says shes "all right" and guess what? i dont believe her one bit. She hangs up with me to call her family and the police. She calls me back a little later and i harass her for atleast 15 min asking her to check herself, make sure there is no bleeding, anything is broken (besides her head which evidentally driving in snow that isn't plowed on a really cold night shows that is has been broken for quite a while now!).
So ya not quite the way i planned on recreating this circumstance but i like it, she'll kill me for it and we'll go on talking until she maims some other innocent trees. I mean really why take everything out on the trees? *runs off to hide*
First thing i hear is "o shit" yes shes a very clever one. Then the phone hits something, not sure what but it hits something. Maybe she dropped the phone im thinking, just give her a second to recover. Then more clunking, rattling and finally silence. Luckily im not one to freak out or panic so here i am on the phone "tonya?"......."tonya?!"........ and ofcourse the tauntingness of it shes says my name but as a question. At this point i have figured out shes been in a wreck, what kind of wreck i have no clue. Im worried, shaking, and hoping she picks up the phone soon or someone comes to help her, cause im hopeless in this situation. First thing i think of is that she can't find the phone or isn't capable of reaching it, second thing i think of is that someone needs to help her but im useless cause i know no one in the vicinity that could go help her, third thing im thinking of is how to call 911 and explain to them that she got into a wreck and that they need to help her all the while explaining that i have NO FREAKING IDEA WHERE SHE IS AND IF SHES HURT! not really freaking out but i felt caps would make things all the more clearer.
Finally she gets to the phone, but of course im not paniced but she is. She answers the phone hello then frantically almost "I can't get out". Being level headed my simple answer is "what about the passenger door", lets just say thank god she was talking to me (she is going to kill me when she reads this!). She finally gets outside the car and starts telling me what happened and ofcourse this just makes me more worried, but she says shes "all right" and guess what? i dont believe her one bit. She hangs up with me to call her family and the police. She calls me back a little later and i harass her for atleast 15 min asking her to check herself, make sure there is no bleeding, anything is broken (besides her head which evidentally driving in snow that isn't plowed on a really cold night shows that is has been broken for quite a while now!).
So ya not quite the way i planned on recreating this circumstance but i like it, she'll kill me for it and we'll go on talking until she maims some other innocent trees. I mean really why take everything out on the trees? *runs off to hide*
Sunday, January 13, 2008
When my World Turns Grey
Warning: Im slightly depressed right now so this may come out a little emo, no promises though :p.
Last couple days have been like one of those days where it just rains all the time. Theres no thunder or lightning, nothing to add sound besides the rain pattering on the ground, the clouds blotting out the sun steal most of the color from the world and the trees gently whisk from the small breeze that brought the storm in and will eventually take it out. It just feels like i am sitting there at the window seal looking out into my world, a world gone gray and i can't seem to figure out why the color went away.
I guess for someone who loves being around others and wants to find someone to be with always there comes times when they are alone that depressing sets in, that no matter how optimistic and hopefull one is they sooner or later break down their happiness shell and fall into the murky waters of despair. I have hit that mark and lets just say taking a deep breath would ultimately drowned me, so lets not think that. My friends all came home from college i got to meet a couple old ones, made a couple new ones and i can see where their lives are going. Then i look at the people that are about to graduate about to go into college and right now that is their life, if they dont get into the schools they applied for they can feel their future buckel aroudn them. I've never had this feeling, ever.
No matter how much i stare out that window into my future i can't find my place, there is just so much gray that everything seems to blend. I try desperately hard to pick out patterns, find my way through the maze, there must be some color somewhere, im tired of staring into this world, tired of staring into this life. I want to go to college and that should be a life for me, that should be a future but i have no ambition for going, im going because i know if i dont i'll just end up at some dead end job that i enjoy 20% of the time and hate the rest of the time. I dont want this because i know this job would thus effect me as a person and effect everyone i come into contact with. I dont want to find the perfect girl then watch her walk away because i make life crappy with my bad moods and attitude because im stuck somewhere i dotn want to be.
This leads me into another area, the water is starting to pile to high for me to swim and catch my breath. For the last two years of my highschool life and for the time after the only thing i have been thinking about is what i would like to be, what career i would like to do, and you know what i think im honestly screwed. Everything intrigues me, everything is interesting and every hobby i have ever taken is now sitting collecting dust. I love math and science, writing is a passion that most don't know about. On the other hand i love to talk to people to be able to meet new people each day and interact with fellow employees all around me, but most the time these are retail positions and although i like my job more then half the time i hate the companies i work for or the ethics of my bosses and the way they run the company/business/area.
So for now im stuck staring out this window into my world that is perfectly gray, and i never even stopped to notice that i was staring out not through a window but through a fish tank that i had created. I have made myself into a project of sorts, to see if i can overcome these ultimate shortcomings, and the only problem is that im not sure if i'll be able to swim out alive.
Last couple days have been like one of those days where it just rains all the time. Theres no thunder or lightning, nothing to add sound besides the rain pattering on the ground, the clouds blotting out the sun steal most of the color from the world and the trees gently whisk from the small breeze that brought the storm in and will eventually take it out. It just feels like i am sitting there at the window seal looking out into my world, a world gone gray and i can't seem to figure out why the color went away.
I guess for someone who loves being around others and wants to find someone to be with always there comes times when they are alone that depressing sets in, that no matter how optimistic and hopefull one is they sooner or later break down their happiness shell and fall into the murky waters of despair. I have hit that mark and lets just say taking a deep breath would ultimately drowned me, so lets not think that. My friends all came home from college i got to meet a couple old ones, made a couple new ones and i can see where their lives are going. Then i look at the people that are about to graduate about to go into college and right now that is their life, if they dont get into the schools they applied for they can feel their future buckel aroudn them. I've never had this feeling, ever.
No matter how much i stare out that window into my future i can't find my place, there is just so much gray that everything seems to blend. I try desperately hard to pick out patterns, find my way through the maze, there must be some color somewhere, im tired of staring into this world, tired of staring into this life. I want to go to college and that should be a life for me, that should be a future but i have no ambition for going, im going because i know if i dont i'll just end up at some dead end job that i enjoy 20% of the time and hate the rest of the time. I dont want this because i know this job would thus effect me as a person and effect everyone i come into contact with. I dont want to find the perfect girl then watch her walk away because i make life crappy with my bad moods and attitude because im stuck somewhere i dotn want to be.
This leads me into another area, the water is starting to pile to high for me to swim and catch my breath. For the last two years of my highschool life and for the time after the only thing i have been thinking about is what i would like to be, what career i would like to do, and you know what i think im honestly screwed. Everything intrigues me, everything is interesting and every hobby i have ever taken is now sitting collecting dust. I love math and science, writing is a passion that most don't know about. On the other hand i love to talk to people to be able to meet new people each day and interact with fellow employees all around me, but most the time these are retail positions and although i like my job more then half the time i hate the companies i work for or the ethics of my bosses and the way they run the company/business/area.
So for now im stuck staring out this window into my world that is perfectly gray, and i never even stopped to notice that i was staring out not through a window but through a fish tank that i had created. I have made myself into a project of sorts, to see if i can overcome these ultimate shortcomings, and the only problem is that im not sure if i'll be able to swim out alive.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
The decisions we make.
An interesting thing happened to me today. My friend told me that his company is hiring. Its an oil company and its hiring land agents. My job as a land agent basically would be to go out and talk to the farmers and land owners to get permission to test for oil on their land. This job pays 250 an hour and thats pretty damn good. 5 days a week im looking at just over 60,000 a year. The big problem is that it would require me to move to New York. New York is a 1000 miles away from anything i know besides my two friends who work for this company. I might also get moved to another area eventually. When i was talking to him on the phone i didn't know what to do, there wasn't many questions coming to mind i was wondering whether it sounded good or not.
There are 3 peoples opinions who matter to me the most upon this matter. One of them will only push me towards doing it cause she doesn't want to come off as selfish and convince me to stay here, shes a bit odd :p. My grandparents are the other two, and after talking to them today i get the idea that they think its a bad idea. The first thing my grandma says is "is it a legit company" and i had no clue what to say. My friend has been working for this company for 2 months, im pretty sure he would have found out by now if it wasn't a real company, you dont go oblivious like that for 2 months, at least not my friends. So after talking with them all i have several questions to ask that will need to be answered before i say yes or no. Like will i have a company vehicle to drive out to these owners place, is gas paid for then? Do the pay to move if they require you to do so? If theres nothing to do, do i still get paid? these are deal breakers for me, so lets hope those are all positive answers.
I was thinking that if everything turned out good that i would do this for about a year. Even at 2000 a month for living expenses that leaves me profitting about 36k in one year. Thats alot of money, atleast enough to get me a couple years in college or more. Thats one of my big problems that taking this job brings up. I want to go back to college, i quit midsemester when i was 18 and haven't went back yet, and i feel that i need to do this. The other problem is that i want stability, although this job gives me great money, the moving around doesn't give me that stability. I want to find a g/f so i can start making a possible future family, something that will be really hard to do moving around and then moving back. I moved away a year ago to be with someone i loved and that didn't work out and i realized that i had made so many mistakes in my past that i shouldn't have. I should have went back to school, i should have paved a path for my future, but i didn't. I want that ability to do so now, even if i have to take out expensive loans to pay my way through school. I want to be able to grab a job that will keep me in one place and be able to provide for me and my future family. Money isn't a big thing to me, if i have enough to get what needs to be done and just a bit extra im great. I dont need to be babied in society, i dont need the sports car and big screen tv, i just need people around me that i love and care for. In the year i planned on turning things i went wrong around in, i get this big wrench thrown in. It could mean great possibilities, but it could also ruin so many others for me. So now im stuck, i think when i go in to talk to my friend it'll help me decide my answer. Thanks for listening again to my ranting.
There are 3 peoples opinions who matter to me the most upon this matter. One of them will only push me towards doing it cause she doesn't want to come off as selfish and convince me to stay here, shes a bit odd :p. My grandparents are the other two, and after talking to them today i get the idea that they think its a bad idea. The first thing my grandma says is "is it a legit company" and i had no clue what to say. My friend has been working for this company for 2 months, im pretty sure he would have found out by now if it wasn't a real company, you dont go oblivious like that for 2 months, at least not my friends. So after talking with them all i have several questions to ask that will need to be answered before i say yes or no. Like will i have a company vehicle to drive out to these owners place, is gas paid for then? Do the pay to move if they require you to do so? If theres nothing to do, do i still get paid? these are deal breakers for me, so lets hope those are all positive answers.
I was thinking that if everything turned out good that i would do this for about a year. Even at 2000 a month for living expenses that leaves me profitting about 36k in one year. Thats alot of money, atleast enough to get me a couple years in college or more. Thats one of my big problems that taking this job brings up. I want to go back to college, i quit midsemester when i was 18 and haven't went back yet, and i feel that i need to do this. The other problem is that i want stability, although this job gives me great money, the moving around doesn't give me that stability. I want to find a g/f so i can start making a possible future family, something that will be really hard to do moving around and then moving back. I moved away a year ago to be with someone i loved and that didn't work out and i realized that i had made so many mistakes in my past that i shouldn't have. I should have went back to school, i should have paved a path for my future, but i didn't. I want that ability to do so now, even if i have to take out expensive loans to pay my way through school. I want to be able to grab a job that will keep me in one place and be able to provide for me and my future family. Money isn't a big thing to me, if i have enough to get what needs to be done and just a bit extra im great. I dont need to be babied in society, i dont need the sports car and big screen tv, i just need people around me that i love and care for. In the year i planned on turning things i went wrong around in, i get this big wrench thrown in. It could mean great possibilities, but it could also ruin so many others for me. So now im stuck, i think when i go in to talk to my friend it'll help me decide my answer. Thanks for listening again to my ranting.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Its come time
First off sorry for the length of this post and also the seriousness but its the end of the year and i did some reflecting, some thinking, and ultimately i wrote this for some reason and feel that hey i'll put it up here anyways.
What is it that makes us want something? What is that one thing that drives us to find an answer, to reach out and grasp something? I think it’s a mixture of things, fear, inspiration, bravery, honor, character, and the fight. I’ve done a lot of thinking it seems, certain things dull my life every once in a while, certain questions make me think, and I can never find an answer, maybe its because I am me.
I’ve always been curious, always thrilled to go after that next big hunt, the next big thing. What is it that drives me curiosity so much? Hmph if it were only that easy. I’ve had several defining moments in my life, several things that changed me, made me who I am today, some were small, some where big, but they all left their mark. The scars on my hands and on my knees have mostly healed, its amazing how the human body can just replace dead cells, practically regenerate the superficial skin of your body. Why isn’t the human mind like that, why do souls get scarred, characters change? Why, why, why? So many questions and I have no way to answer I can only assume, only hypothesize and experiment from my own past, from those I have witnessed, and I can use my observational skills to piece things together, but never can I answer the questions that are THE most important to me.
Lets start with talent, every person is born unique, no one person will EVER be alike, although people can have the same potential. I have seen people go through life an natural talent, something they were born with, whether it be the ability to make words flow together, coalesce into a beautiful and tragic story, or someone who is beautiful and flaunts that making others want to be like them, idolize them. I am talented in another way, im gifted with the capacity to observe, absorb and commit, in other words by watching things around me and taking them in eventually whether through practice or knowledge I can duplicate the product, but is it the same? I’m the epiphany of what could have been, I was gifted with a tall stature, large frame, capacity to endure pain, and a wit to match the best, but its slowly rotting away, slowly eating itself up.
Two years ago I graduated high school, and for something that is so big in people’s life it seemed so little to me, not because it didn’t mean anything, but because it was so simple, it was too easy. Although I took college level courses they proved only a slight challenge, and those that I got bored with I ultimately didn’t put any effort into. I coasted through classes off of my ability to absorb things, I aced tests without ever studying, I learned answers by piecing things together and because of this it required little effort to pass. College loomed ahead and I had no direction, I had my family wishing I would go to college but none of them really helped me, none of them gave me the inspiration to go further. Now I sit here and I WANT to go back to college, I want to find something to apply myself to, something to strive for, but I have no clue what.
What I like to do, that’s what they ask me. I like to talk to people, figure out who they are, figure out their ticks and nuances. I like to write and read and learn new things about everything. I love to design and build things, and get self gratitude when I accomplish something that was done well, but I need that outside support, for me self gratification isn’t enough unfortunately. I can be a loner, grow old to be a hermit, but I wouldn’t be happy, I wouldn’t be miserable, I would just be. So lets reflect on a few more things that have helped shape who I am.
Let’s start with my Mother, oh my sweet and darling mother. She never was a great mom, sure she kept me dressed and warm, most of the time, but she had a lot of help. My aunt raised my sister, my grandparents helped keep us under a roof and not hungry. I can’t remember my dad from my childhood, although I’ve grown up around him, I can remember my mother and my sister and my grandparents, but not my dad. That’s probably a good thing; he isn’t the best person to take after. My mom has had a drug habit since before I was born, not crack or anything like that, “just pot” but its as debilitating as the rest, more so even in my opinion. Oh sure its not as harmful as the others but its overly underestimated cause it’s the one most people say “I could quit anytime if I wanted to”, and those people are so delusional. I can’t really remember living more then 5 years in any one place, I went to more then half a dozen schools.
Nothing really bad happened until I was 13, my moms boyfriend was an absolute control freak, and I was used to a life of my own, one that I took care of while my mom slept, worked and went out. He didn’t like that, he couldn’t take my rebel and solo attitude so he slapped me, the first time caught me by surprise, the second time just made me wonder if I was wrong, the third time just set me off. Needless to say I was out of there at 13 and moved in with my Aunt and Uncle.
They weren’t bad at keeping me there. They made sure there was food and that I was warm, but they weren’t parents, they never learned to be there until you did something wrong, and since I was on my own I did plenty wrong. I worked a lot through my teens, held a job from 17-19 almost full time while going to school. I payed rent, my car insurance, my lunch, my school bills, and even for some of my food. I never got to experience the stress of having to ace a test, or worrying about going to college, because if I worried about that stuff then I probably would have blew up all over again.
How the years went by, the friends I exchanged, the people I met in high school. My senior year was probably the best. I was making enough that I had nothing to worry about, I could afford to go out and really I just wanted to have fun so I really slacked off. I didn’t really decide what I wanted to go to school for, my teachers were all fooled by my act of trying my hardest to find a college and then graduation and probably the worst thing to happen to me yet, love.
I thought I had been in love with a girl before but, now that I look back at it, I don’t think it was actually love. She was a great friend someone I could relax around and liked me for who I am, but I wore on her and she ended up wearing on me. I still love her as a friend, as someone who helped me find a bit more of myself. It didn’t take long until I fell in love again, and this one was the real thing for me. It was the crush that turned serious that turned into something I wanted forever, but she was young and I didn’t realize this, I was blinded by what I wanted by the curiosity, for once I didn’t see everything in front of me, and couldn’t connect the pieces.
When that ended my life shattered almost and I picked every piece up little by little and put it away for safe keeping. I saw the flaws in myself, the little lies I had deluded myself with and I choose that I would go on, but it hurt. Months, yes it took me months to recover to finally get over it enough to function, and I found a friend. I didn’t even look at her being anything more at the time I started talking to her, I was interested in someone else that ultimately turned out to be nothing like what I thought her to be. But this friend was different, I told her about the heartache and everything and she sympathized and cared but she beat the CRAP out of me.
She wouldn’t give me ground on anything, she called me out on every little corner, at every little lie I tried to tell myself. Ha! I still smile at how fun those first days where and all the days to come, she was a sassy one, and is more so now. I consider her more then a friend now, 6 months now I have saw that I fell for her, never noticing when it actually happened. Truth is I had fun around her, I could let that little kid in me out to play and she didn’t care, no she actually nurtured it, she was like me. As she put it “born on the same page”, although we differ on things we seem to think alike and have a lot in common. She is still pushing me as this new year rolls along, and she will continue to do so in the future, I can almost guarantee it. I have found a couple others that are promising but none quite like her, none that would kick me in the ass to get me moving and do it again if I didn’t take the first one serious.
So with the start of 2008, the new year, the year I just completely become myself im going to finally set my goals. I will finally apply myself to something, and something that’s not foolish like love. I will put effort into making myself a future and I’ll do so happy for once. I can’t think her enough for the few little lights she has lit, but I know that I’ll pay her back two hundred fold and more, I’ll love this girl whether I get to be with her or not. I’ll love her cause she accepts me for the slacker and child I am and see the man hidden in it all, and even if we can’t be together if everything doesn’t work out, I know we’ll still be friends to the bitter end, or her killing me!
Friday, December 28, 2007
Man's Greatest Folly
So I have ran into the great big obstacle, my biggest weakness, girls. You would figure, financial security, college, stress from day to day living would cause me to fret and walk around wondering what to do, but no its girls. Yay me!?!?
So I’ve discovered a huge problem right now. There are 3 girls in my life that I can see myself dating, one of which I don’t know if she is interested, the other two I know are interested, but I can’t be with one for two years. Haha! Just a small dilemma or maybe a big one? So are you confused yet?
Ok so lets go through on details then on each of the girls, this should be fun. OK so Tonya, not her real name, is almost exactly like me, she is feisty, likes to taunt me, likes to mess with me, doesn’t quite always understand me (then again who does?), and over the past year has grown quite close to me, but due to distance we can’t be together, and depending on college, might not ever be able to be with me. Fun! No? We know we like each other and want to be more then friends, but lets face it distance can hold things apart no matter how much charisma there is in a relationship. So for know she is just a really good friend I can talk to, a really really good friend. Move on you say? Sure!
So next we have Amber, I like that name. I work with amber at one of my jobs, talk for about 5-10 min a day with her, just idle banter back and forth. She is very pretty and probably has the most fabulous green eyes I have ever seen. I’m thinking she’s never had a relationship before, one outside of a quick crush. I asked her to go to a movie about a month and a half ago, she turned me down, says she doesn’t go to movies, which I saw instantly as a nice dodge and way out of turning me down and being nice. So I asked her to think about it, never got an answer and unfortunately I think it might be a-holeish to bring it up to her again. Through idle banter I found out that next year some time she will be moving down south with her family AND she has actually never seen a movie, so maybe not such a clever dodge but the whole truth (ya I have little self esteem and im an idiot, I’ve learned to live). So maybe start an idle, kinda casual relationship with her, nothing serious just something to help both of us pass the time and not be lonely? Then hope Tonya can come make my dreams sore? Ya this is getting fun!
Ok so on to Rudeth (lol it just sounded like a good name to joke about). She is another co-worker at a different job, except a little more complex here, yay! She has recently got over a divorce with an abusive husband and to boot shes 6 years older then me. At first I thought there was just some passing attraction to me, but recently I have seen otherwise (damn my perseptiveness). I like her, shes very dateable, I don’t know about a forever thing but she is cute, nice, and is scared to get into anything serious. My problem is mainly a moral one with her having a kid. I feel like if I were to date a mother, that making the kid part of my life would go hand in hand, I’ve had tonya beat it into my head that its not like that (once again im an idiot, and a stubborn one at that).
So then now that I’ve confused you and myself whatcha think? I know im confused all to hell. Tonya is deffenently my top pick, she is just so much like me its ALMOST weird, but shes different in conceivable ways. Amber would be my second choice, but im not sure if she likes me as more then a friend or someone to chat with once in a while, although she never did turn me down on that date, both Amber and Tonya are much closer to my age, and that much more likely to work out if it does get serious, based off of most relationship age differences at least. Rudeth is my third choice, but considering im surrounded by girls and I choose these three is remarkable especially considering im “farsided” and sometimes “blind” according to Tonya. Well writing it out helped some, a little atleast. Tata ;)
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Teh Work Sucks
Ok so after my grueling weekend in which i put in 41 hours and im looking at going in again tomorrow for another 4 hours and a 60 hour work week atleast i think im gonna die. Everything hurts, my legs are on fire, my nose is scarred for life with all the perfume and cologne i've been smelling. I believe one of my co-workers is an up and coming dominatrix cause she drove me like a slave to get her out early.
So any ways i got my grandma a line on my contract that will be from my grandpa, yet i get no money for this, dont ask me how that works. So i decided i'll take the new phone and she can have my old one, shes not gonna be going on it all day anyways, its just to have for safety.
Ya so i was so tired this morning that my stomach decided to run the olympics and took home every gold in the gymnastics devision except vaulting. After downing 4 red bulls, and 2 doughnuts i actually got a full cart of veggies put away. Then i have a no call no show on one of the busiest days of the year, i get stuck with the slow arse retard and my manager who was supposed to ocme in shows up an hour late, does one cart then promptly leaves.
another good day thogh there was a lot of crap!
So any ways i got my grandma a line on my contract that will be from my grandpa, yet i get no money for this, dont ask me how that works. So i decided i'll take the new phone and she can have my old one, shes not gonna be going on it all day anyways, its just to have for safety.
Ya so i was so tired this morning that my stomach decided to run the olympics and took home every gold in the gymnastics devision except vaulting. After downing 4 red bulls, and 2 doughnuts i actually got a full cart of veggies put away. Then i have a no call no show on one of the busiest days of the year, i get stuck with the slow arse retard and my manager who was supposed to ocme in shows up an hour late, does one cart then promptly leaves.
another good day thogh there was a lot of crap!
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