| So, I'm sitting here, just getting home from Sam's house. Wondering what I should do with the last hour or two I have before I go to sleep, and hopefully sleep a very full sleep so I'm not so miserable like I have been. It sucks, I feel bad for her. I don't like being in such a shitty mood when I get out of work. And I don't like making her feel bad for my own problems. I'm in a lot of pain, my back hurts a whole heck of a lot. My legs and my feet are all sorts of messed up. It sucks =/ Well, either way, I'm wondering if I should fix up my Xanga. I miss writing in it. It seemed a whole bunch more simplistic, and it got to the point. Or, if I should work on my movie. To tell the truth, the movie would probably be the best bet. I have a lot of reformating to do on it, as I'm learning more and more about the program that I have for writing it. I think, actually, that's what I'm going to do. *waves* |
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| I passed the piss test.
That's right.....
Fuck the system.
Biatch. |
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| Sometimes I wish I didn't.
No Kottonmouth Kings.
Doubtable job.
I'm an emo-kid who hates his life.
Wow, someone shoot me. |
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| I exist.....don't everyone worry.
I found my cell phone...it was under my bed, and apparently, it shuts itself on and off now...so I have to run down to Sprint and activate that insurance on it so I can get a new one.
The interview went very well...I'm getting the call sometime Thursday morning with the lowdown. If everything goes as well as the interview does, I'll be working night-stock at Target. Friday, I'll have to go for my piss test.
12 days 'till the Kottonmouth Kings in Cleveland Ohio......will I make it? |
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| I have an interview for a job tomorrow at 11:00 AM, at Target.
w00t, I guess, right? |
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