american idiot
I suppose today could be going worse. (there's some
positive thinking for once) I woke up quarter to 6 and
went down to the polls. They were packed. People were
parked out on the highway. So I went home. I'll be
damned if I miss my exam, I thought.
It's not like I have a choice in the matter anyway. My
Dad specifically instructed me who to vote for. And they
expect no differently. It's not like I disagree, but I
wish I had a say in something. I barely have a say in
what I wear. Partially because I have a dress code at
work (no pants with pockets in the back, I mean come on)
and I can't afford to go shopping very often. So it's
Rags-o-Rama in the Loop for now, at least until I finish
college. Which sucks because there are perverts who drill
tiny holes in the dressing room and video tape your every
nook and cranny... but they are setting the lawsuit now,
so whatever.
After voting (I am now wearing my sticker like a truly
proud American so everyone can know what a dork I am) I
got to school about an hour early and ran into Ben. We
eat lunch together because we are both losers who have no
friends at school. He was missing his back pack and his G-
60 computer microchip, whatever that is. (nerd.) So I
helped him look for that and found it so now he supposedly
owes me his life.
Anyway, I was visiting with him so I didn't study for my
Exam at all. But they are usually chuck full of dead
giveaway questions anyway. But I won't be surprised if I
bombed it.
Okay kids. Sorry to bore you so much. Bye.
*****flash forward*****
This Ben is not to be confused with the Ben I am currently friends with. Although he is a huge dork too. They just flock to me for some reason.
Looking back, it's a good thing I had no say in what I wore.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Cute Couple Name
2004-10-27 20:59:04
cute couple name
I really wish that sometimes I could prove myself wrong.
But alas, my intuition never fails me. Things always turn
out exactly the way I think they will.
Why can't anything good happen? Why do I have to wake up
everyday only to face my doom?
I have to go to dinner with my grandmother tonight, but
then I'll have the night off to do homework and relax
right? Oh, no. My stupid boyfriend had to drop his night
class. So now the only night I have free I have to spend
it with him.
I thought my weekend getaway would help relax and refresh
me, but it seems I am only more depressed since I have
returned. Things are awful at work. Danielle and Dan(cute
couple names huh?) are coming up on their one year
anniversary and they are getting pictures taken together.
She went on and on about the new dress she bought, it
really was quite disgusting. But listen to me, who cares?
more later.
*****flash forward*****
Seriously? This is the kind of stuff that was on my mind? "Face my doom?" I'm playing a tiny violin for my nineteen year old self. My life was so hard, wasn't it?
But in defense, Danielle was really annoying. I mean, she didn't have to flaunt him in front of me. An ex shouldn't have to hear that stuff.
Her butt looked huge in that dress, just for the record.
cute couple name
I really wish that sometimes I could prove myself wrong.
But alas, my intuition never fails me. Things always turn
out exactly the way I think they will.
Why can't anything good happen? Why do I have to wake up
everyday only to face my doom?
I have to go to dinner with my grandmother tonight, but
then I'll have the night off to do homework and relax
right? Oh, no. My stupid boyfriend had to drop his night
class. So now the only night I have free I have to spend
it with him.
I thought my weekend getaway would help relax and refresh
me, but it seems I am only more depressed since I have
returned. Things are awful at work. Danielle and Dan(cute
couple names huh?) are coming up on their one year
anniversary and they are getting pictures taken together.
She went on and on about the new dress she bought, it
really was quite disgusting. But listen to me, who cares?
more later.
*****flash forward*****
Seriously? This is the kind of stuff that was on my mind? "Face my doom?" I'm playing a tiny violin for my nineteen year old self. My life was so hard, wasn't it?
But in defense, Danielle was really annoying. I mean, she didn't have to flaunt him in front of me. An ex shouldn't have to hear that stuff.
Her butt looked huge in that dress, just for the record.
Exfoliate
Oh, I forgot to say - I hope the title of this blog doesn't make those of you who don't particularly agree with cussing squirm. It just rhymes perfectly with "chicken."
On to the good stuff.
2004-11-03 22:20:25
exfoliate
I have flipped over a new page. I guess I've realized
what a Villain I have been lately. Especially here at
work. Whenever I catch Danielle's eye she seems to
cower in fear. It scares me to have that kind of power
over someone. I don't like it. And she's never done
anything directly to hurt me. She's a nice girl. I
should stop being so hateful towards her. I would even
apologize, if I could do it without crying.
A heartbroken T.J. keeps sending me e-mails about his
undying love. Personally, I think it's a load. We've
been friends this long and now he says something? I think
He just realized that he was lonely and went after the
first skirt he found.
*****flash forward*****
That was a short one. So true though. T.J. was a boy who went to my church so I knew him for a long time. He was sad when his girlfriend broke up with him so I gave him my email so we could be emo together. T.J. completely abused that power.
Danielle was the new girlfriend of my old boyfriend. And my co-worker. The forces of the universe really hated me back then.
As you will see in future posts, I completely forgot about the personal truce I made with the world two days later.
On to the good stuff.
2004-11-03 22:20:25
exfoliate
I have flipped over a new page. I guess I've realized
what a Villain I have been lately. Especially here at
work. Whenever I catch Danielle's eye she seems to
cower in fear. It scares me to have that kind of power
over someone. I don't like it. And she's never done
anything directly to hurt me. She's a nice girl. I
should stop being so hateful towards her. I would even
apologize, if I could do it without crying.
A heartbroken T.J. keeps sending me e-mails about his
undying love. Personally, I think it's a load. We've
been friends this long and now he says something? I think
He just realized that he was lonely and went after the
first skirt he found.
*****flash forward*****
That was a short one. So true though. T.J. was a boy who went to my church so I knew him for a long time. He was sad when his girlfriend broke up with him so I gave him my email so we could be emo together. T.J. completely abused that power.
Danielle was the new girlfriend of my old boyfriend. And my co-worker. The forces of the universe really hated me back then.
As you will see in future posts, I completely forgot about the personal truce I made with the world two days later.
Vertigo
Okay.
These first few posts are kind of introductory. Let me catch you up to speed:
I found this blog online that I started five years ago, and so much has changed I can't believe I am the same person. I was nineteen, going to school, working in a library, dating a domineering loser, gushing over the ex I left him for, hating his new girlfriend, and complaining the entire time. In the first post - which is mostly all emo crap, surprise, surprise - I explain that I currently had toothbrushes at three different houses, am a people pleaser, and needed a place to vent my secrets.
Secrets no more! Here they are!
2004-10-21 03:57:12
vertigo
My boyfriend just called me. He was playing hookie from work
and wanted to know if I wanted to do the same. As much as
I hate my lousy job there was no way I could have called
in. Everything I say and do is held against me in a court
of librarians.
I work in a library. yep that's right, a smelly government
funded library. So I make like, nothing. I'm looking for
a new job, but apparently I am nobody anyone wants to hire.
Every good thing I do is over looked and all the credit
goes to someone else. He's actually getting promoted.
You know what? I don't want to get into it right now. I'll
get too angry.
Truth is I was late for work today. My cousin left me a
note saying that while he was in Jamaica, I could sleep in
his room instead of the computer/dog room. (My aunt's house
is one of the places i live at right now. It's closer to
school.) He failed to tell me that his alarm clock didn't
work! I was an hour and a half late. Well, I guess you
have to count in the time that I got pulled over and was
cutting my way out of a ticket.
I told by boyfriend all this and it just went in one ear
and out the other like it always does. At least it seems.
He says he's listening.
We did end up seeing each other tonight.(seeing as how I am
going away tomorrow and won't be back until sunday.) But
he spent most of the night trying to convince me to dye my
hair blonde.
*****flash forward*****
Don played hookie from work a lot. And got fired A LOT. I thank him for the sturdy work ethic I have now.
And don't ask me about the title. I had a weird obsession with U2 at that age. I thought it was what mature people listened too. "If you don't love just one lyric from each song, you have no soul..." I just to tell people. What a dork.
These first few posts are kind of introductory. Let me catch you up to speed:
I found this blog online that I started five years ago, and so much has changed I can't believe I am the same person. I was nineteen, going to school, working in a library, dating a domineering loser, gushing over the ex I left him for, hating his new girlfriend, and complaining the entire time. In the first post - which is mostly all emo crap, surprise, surprise - I explain that I currently had toothbrushes at three different houses, am a people pleaser, and needed a place to vent my secrets.
Secrets no more! Here they are!
2004-10-21 03:57:12
vertigo
My boyfriend just called me. He was playing hookie from work
and wanted to know if I wanted to do the same. As much as
I hate my lousy job there was no way I could have called
in. Everything I say and do is held against me in a court
of librarians.
I work in a library. yep that's right, a smelly government
funded library. So I make like, nothing. I'm looking for
a new job, but apparently I am nobody anyone wants to hire.
Every good thing I do is over looked and all the credit
goes to someone else. He's actually getting promoted.
You know what? I don't want to get into it right now. I'll
get too angry.
Truth is I was late for work today. My cousin left me a
note saying that while he was in Jamaica, I could sleep in
his room instead of the computer/dog room. (My aunt's house
is one of the places i live at right now. It's closer to
school.) He failed to tell me that his alarm clock didn't
work! I was an hour and a half late. Well, I guess you
have to count in the time that I got pulled over and was
cutting my way out of a ticket.
I told by boyfriend all this and it just went in one ear
and out the other like it always does. At least it seems.
He says he's listening.
We did end up seeing each other tonight.(seeing as how I am
going away tomorrow and won't be back until sunday.) But
he spent most of the night trying to convince me to dye my
hair blonde.
*****flash forward*****
Don played hookie from work a lot. And got fired A LOT. I thank him for the sturdy work ethic I have now.
And don't ask me about the title. I had a weird obsession with U2 at that age. I thought it was what mature people listened too. "If you don't love just one lyric from each song, you have no soul..." I just to tell people. What a dork.
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