today my bestest of friends and myself spent our entrie evening of factory work discussing the pros and cons if we were to get married at the age of 32... it was one of those stupid highschool pacts that keeps hope alive for those male friends of hot girls who can't get girlfriends, yea i know. it turned out to be an interesting night of pain, work and laughter. i need more of those
thinking of my part-time factory life, i've come to see it as inspiration to reach for the stars. hell i don't want to be stuck in that place for the rest of my life (papercuts and me just don't see eye to eye) and i can't help but feel sorry for those that have no choice.
same thing goes for most of the jobs outside of the school that i've had. lets all admit it, mc donald's blows ass. sure it might work for the old, retired day ladies but not this chicka.
yet in the end it all cycles back to "everything is physics is everything"
thinking of my part-time factory life, i've come to see it as inspiration to reach for the stars. hell i don't want to be stuck in that place for the rest of my life (papercuts and me just don't see eye to eye) and i can't help but feel sorry for those that have no choice.
same thing goes for most of the jobs outside of the school that i've had. lets all admit it, mc donald's blows ass. sure it might work for the old, retired day ladies but not this chicka.
yet in the end it all cycles back to "everything is physics is everything"