jaded_dreams

I hate my apartment. Seriously. HATE doesn't even begin to describe how I feel about this place. I seriously regret resigned my lease. I want out. I don't want to live here anymore. I honestly don't believe that I will have any kind of contact with any of my roommates once we graduate. Fel maybe, but at this point, I don't even see that. Seriously.. fuck this place.

And work. Gah. Today was good! Until Jenia got there. Then I wanted to scream. Why does my "best friend" make me want to scream. She's completely immature. Everything is a party to her. She rarely comes to work anymore, when she does she bitches about EVERYTHING. Today she had my phone and kept making personal calls and I kept getting pages and people were getting pissed at ME because Jenia wouldn't get off the fucking phone.

Seriously... today started off really good.. and now it's just shitty. I want to go tan. I need to call and see if I can do that more than 3 days a week since my apartment complex has some dumb ass rule about it. Whatever. Yeah.. I'm not in a good mood. Haha.

And Jerry Fallwell is dead. That's kinda scarey. To most people, this news isn't very shoking. But if you grew up in my home town (RIGHT outside of Lynchburg, Va.) You would understand why this is such a shock. Seriously. The man runs like half of the city. It's crazy. I mean, questions have always gone around like "What will happen to the school(s) when he dies?" And what not. But no one ever expected him to die. I mean, I can't tell you how many times I have seen that man out. Or how many people I know that go to LU. It's crazy. Ok.. I know, not interesting.. at all..

Anyway. I think I'm going to find something to eat or a tanning salon or SOMETHING. Haha. Y'all have a good evening. Sorry about all the bitching.