Uhh yeah, everything sucks.
There's no way I'm going to get the number of hours in I need to pass my school's Field Work Term, much less complete my internship, which I'll have to finish up over the summer. That part doesn't surprise me, as I was pretty much expecting it anyway, but it still blows, especially considering they started me a fucking month later than we agreed on, and I'm only apprenticing like 2 days a week, and I'm not even on the goddamn schedule or getting paid or any of that shit. Fuck, man.
I wanted to go visit TheAngus this weekend since it's not like I'm fucking working or anything arrggghghh, but I can't.
I have no friends, and the few I do have either aren't answering their phones or don't seem to want to hang out with me or spend every waking minute either with their boyfriend or complaining about how they don't see their boyfriend enough.
I need to clean my room realllly bad so I can go and get my racecar bed which has probably already been sold to some dumb orphan anyway.
Uhhh what else? I've been wicked depressed lately. And lonely as fuck, what with having no friends.
So yeah, everything SUCKS. And BLOWS. HARD. Like your MOM.
Don't expect anything but complaining from me for a while. Maybe a burp or two.
The good things are I got to watch a bunch of piercings today, including another tongue webbing and a hood. And George has me doing jewelry changes now, which makes me feel important, although I was wicked nervous the first time. And I get to keep any tips I make from it, although no one tipped me today, so George gave me three bucks from his tips, cuz he rules like that.
There's no way I'm going to get the number of hours in I need to pass my school's Field Work Term, much less complete my internship, which I'll have to finish up over the summer. That part doesn't surprise me, as I was pretty much expecting it anyway, but it still blows, especially considering they started me a fucking month later than we agreed on, and I'm only apprenticing like 2 days a week, and I'm not even on the goddamn schedule or getting paid or any of that shit. Fuck, man.
I wanted to go visit TheAngus this weekend since it's not like I'm fucking working or anything arrggghghh, but I can't.
I have no friends, and the few I do have either aren't answering their phones or don't seem to want to hang out with me or spend every waking minute either with their boyfriend or complaining about how they don't see their boyfriend enough.
I need to clean my room realllly bad so I can go and get my racecar bed which has probably already been sold to some dumb orphan anyway.
Uhhh what else? I've been wicked depressed lately. And lonely as fuck, what with having no friends.
So yeah, everything SUCKS. And BLOWS. HARD. Like your MOM.
Don't expect anything but complaining from me for a while. Maybe a burp or two.
The good things are I got to watch a bunch of piercings today, including another tongue webbing and a hood. And George has me doing jewelry changes now, which makes me feel important, although I was wicked nervous the first time. And I get to keep any tips I make from it, although no one tipped me today, so George gave me three bucks from his tips, cuz he rules like that.
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nanomaton:
OMG! YOUR SET, YOUR SET! 
handsome_rob:
well, i bet if you just skip ahead to the next post everything will get better for you. i'm predicitng you'll get to talk to your man, and my magic 8-ball (of crack) tells me something about... pictures.