man.
i'm feeling really good right now.
sometimes you just need to be really stoned. (sorry if you don't agree with me -- actually no i'm not, i think everyone should smoke pot, it'd make the world a much calmer place
)
ANYWAY.
made mad loot at work tonite, which was a plus since i felt like ripping my hair out numerous times. i asked my boss to hold some of my money i had gotten from a party i worked today (including my 80$ tip
) -- it was 400$ in hundreds. so at the end of the nite when i was doing my money, i asked for the money back from him, and i was standing there with my co-worker kelly and he counts out the money and goes "here you go, thanks for last nite" i was like 
it was funny tho.
stupid boss.
so i've been feeling very fed up with my job bkz i do so much for that place and feel like i never see anything in return, and not even appreciation. and alot of people are getting away with all of this bullshit, and it's not fair to the people who really care about the job, and are dedicated (i.e.: ME) so my other boss approached me the other day and said that he really wants to focus on the few people who are really dedicated and who work really hard. he said i was one of those people, and that he really wanted to cater to me bkz he knows that i've been getting really fed up and threatening to (really) quit. i dont need that bullshit. i could get a waitressing job ANYWHERE, and especially somewhere that sells alcohol where i could make shitloads of money. so i think that my boss finally realized that he needed to start paying attention to those of us who really give a fuck about the restaurant and not just ourselves, or he'd lose some valuable employees. so he told me to let him know what kind of money i was looking to make, and what kind of shifts i wanted. so the whole schedule is going to change, and i think the staff is too. good, it's about time.
so that was my nice long rant about work. and even tho it was frustrating and long tonite, i still walked with some cash, so i guess that's all that matters?
my dad has been emailing me the past few days, but i havent gotten back to him bkz i was busy and he emailed me today and told me to call him ASAP. i was mean to him on the phone bkz i was aggravated bkz he couldnt understand why i hadnt answered his emails. goddamnit, i'm fucking busy! i dont have time to check my mail before work! i barely made it out of the house on time this morning, and i was 10 minutes late for work bkz the line @ dunkin donuts was ridiculous! (fuck, i'm babbling so bad right now) blah blah blah... so anyway. my dad was just lecturing me about studying for finals. and i just didnt feel like hearing it. and then he was like "when are you coming home?" i dont know !!! i have stuff to do. this is my home now damnit.
gah. i know he means well, but it's so frustrating to talk to him bkz he doesnt remember anything. it makes me sad, but he uses the stroke as an excuse for everything. i think he's still in the semi-helpless "woe is me" stage. it's been over a year tho!
i'm so excited bkz my mom got me a gift certificate for an aromatherapy massage, and i'm going to schedule it for next week, after finals are done. i cant wait. i'm going to get a facial too, and a pedi. hehe. i like pampering myself sometimes. it's good to feel girly-girly every once in awhile.
i sat the other nite and planned out the rest of my amy brown backpiece. i've got 3 other pieces in addition to the firedance one : one wind, one water, and one earth, and they all connect in some way. it's going to be sick. especially if dave (my guy that did my first fairy) can do it. he did my sister's, and her's is beautiful. mmm. body modification. i'm itching for one so bad. my roomies said they would pay for my A6 tattoo for my birthday. that's going to be the starting point for my backpiece. it's going to consist of a roman numeral six that looks like cracked marble, with ivy growing on it. we all decided to get A6 tattoos (A6 is our townhouse number, and we're known as "A6" -- and we all wanted to get tattoos that reminded us of the best 2 years of our lives<3) so that's going to be mine. so excited.
i cant believe school is over already. so much to do in the next week. but wow. this year flew. i'm a senior now. wow, these FOUR years have flown. fuck. here comes the real world now........
are you ready? not yet. dont make me grow up, just yet.
i want to travel alot this summer. like to virginia beach, miami, las vegas, boston, canada, catskills, ocean city MD, new york city, san francisco... so many places.
i want to quit smoking too. or at least reduce it ALOT. it's an expensive habit.
i smoke too much when i'm drunk. damn the oral fixation?
... blame the caffeine, for all the 5 AM phone calls. i haven't slept a single night in over a month... and not even once did you start to make sense to me ...
i get to sleep in tomorrow.
sweet sunday.<3!
xox.
i'm feeling really good right now.
sometimes you just need to be really stoned. (sorry if you don't agree with me -- actually no i'm not, i think everyone should smoke pot, it'd make the world a much calmer place
)
ANYWAY.
made mad loot at work tonite, which was a plus since i felt like ripping my hair out numerous times. i asked my boss to hold some of my money i had gotten from a party i worked today (including my 80$ tip
) -- it was 400$ in hundreds. so at the end of the nite when i was doing my money, i asked for the money back from him, and i was standing there with my co-worker kelly and he counts out the money and goes "here you go, thanks for last nite" i was like
it was funny tho.
stupid boss.
so i've been feeling very fed up with my job bkz i do so much for that place and feel like i never see anything in return, and not even appreciation. and alot of people are getting away with all of this bullshit, and it's not fair to the people who really care about the job, and are dedicated (i.e.: ME) so my other boss approached me the other day and said that he really wants to focus on the few people who are really dedicated and who work really hard. he said i was one of those people, and that he really wanted to cater to me bkz he knows that i've been getting really fed up and threatening to (really) quit. i dont need that bullshit. i could get a waitressing job ANYWHERE, and especially somewhere that sells alcohol where i could make shitloads of money. so i think that my boss finally realized that he needed to start paying attention to those of us who really give a fuck about the restaurant and not just ourselves, or he'd lose some valuable employees. so he told me to let him know what kind of money i was looking to make, and what kind of shifts i wanted. so the whole schedule is going to change, and i think the staff is too. good, it's about time.
so that was my nice long rant about work. and even tho it was frustrating and long tonite, i still walked with some cash, so i guess that's all that matters?
my dad has been emailing me the past few days, but i havent gotten back to him bkz i was busy and he emailed me today and told me to call him ASAP. i was mean to him on the phone bkz i was aggravated bkz he couldnt understand why i hadnt answered his emails. goddamnit, i'm fucking busy! i dont have time to check my mail before work! i barely made it out of the house on time this morning, and i was 10 minutes late for work bkz the line @ dunkin donuts was ridiculous! (fuck, i'm babbling so bad right now) blah blah blah... so anyway. my dad was just lecturing me about studying for finals. and i just didnt feel like hearing it. and then he was like "when are you coming home?" i dont know !!! i have stuff to do. this is my home now damnit.
gah. i know he means well, but it's so frustrating to talk to him bkz he doesnt remember anything. it makes me sad, but he uses the stroke as an excuse for everything. i think he's still in the semi-helpless "woe is me" stage. it's been over a year tho!
i'm so excited bkz my mom got me a gift certificate for an aromatherapy massage, and i'm going to schedule it for next week, after finals are done. i cant wait. i'm going to get a facial too, and a pedi. hehe. i like pampering myself sometimes. it's good to feel girly-girly every once in awhile.
i sat the other nite and planned out the rest of my amy brown backpiece. i've got 3 other pieces in addition to the firedance one : one wind, one water, and one earth, and they all connect in some way. it's going to be sick. especially if dave (my guy that did my first fairy) can do it. he did my sister's, and her's is beautiful. mmm. body modification. i'm itching for one so bad. my roomies said they would pay for my A6 tattoo for my birthday. that's going to be the starting point for my backpiece. it's going to consist of a roman numeral six that looks like cracked marble, with ivy growing on it. we all decided to get A6 tattoos (A6 is our townhouse number, and we're known as "A6" -- and we all wanted to get tattoos that reminded us of the best 2 years of our lives<3) so that's going to be mine. so excited.
i cant believe school is over already. so much to do in the next week. but wow. this year flew. i'm a senior now. wow, these FOUR years have flown. fuck. here comes the real world now........
are you ready? not yet. dont make me grow up, just yet.
i want to travel alot this summer. like to virginia beach, miami, las vegas, boston, canada, catskills, ocean city MD, new york city, san francisco... so many places.
i want to quit smoking too. or at least reduce it ALOT. it's an expensive habit.
i smoke too much when i'm drunk. damn the oral fixation?
... blame the caffeine, for all the 5 AM phone calls. i haven't slept a single night in over a month... and not even once did you start to make sense to me ...
i get to sleep in tomorrow.
sweet sunday.<3!
xox.
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both have permanenet effects on your skin, but the tats are probably better.