So I failed the fuckin test 
2 months of studying and doing the whole suit and tie thing...plus $450 to fuckin fail. Well, I dont know what Im gonna do about that yet. I was offered the chance by the Head Principal Broker to study and get taught by him in his spare time. It's actually a privilage to have him put that much effort into me. He makes more money than anyone there and has alot of shit to do, so that's really cool of him. He also gave me his cell # and told me to put him down as a reference for whatever job and he will guarantee I get the job after he talks to them.
Well enough about that. Other than the test things are going fairly well. Im still being a bike freak. At least my girl is with me on the bike obsession. It makes it more fun to have her be so into it as well. So Im gonna apply at the bar down the street for a bartender position. They're hiring and I need to start bartending soon. My other job cant start me behind the bar till they hire more people. Im getting to see a ton of cool shows there though. I dont know. Im gonna stop writing now cuz this entry sucks cuz Im late. So plan for the night is wine, walking with my girl around town, and maybe a movie at the end of the night. Sounds like a good night to me.
The question is...
what were you like as a teenager?
I was a skater kid that didnt show up to school that often. I got along with everyone and was more or less the hub of groups of friends and people. Alot of that was due to my proffession as a street pharmacist. I was alot like I am now, but new to it all. I was shorter, skinnier, and couldnt grow facial hair at the time. Yeah.
2 months of studying and doing the whole suit and tie thing...plus $450 to fuckin fail. Well, I dont know what Im gonna do about that yet. I was offered the chance by the Head Principal Broker to study and get taught by him in his spare time. It's actually a privilage to have him put that much effort into me. He makes more money than anyone there and has alot of shit to do, so that's really cool of him. He also gave me his cell # and told me to put him down as a reference for whatever job and he will guarantee I get the job after he talks to them.
Well enough about that. Other than the test things are going fairly well. Im still being a bike freak. At least my girl is with me on the bike obsession. It makes it more fun to have her be so into it as well. So Im gonna apply at the bar down the street for a bartender position. They're hiring and I need to start bartending soon. My other job cant start me behind the bar till they hire more people. Im getting to see a ton of cool shows there though. I dont know. Im gonna stop writing now cuz this entry sucks cuz Im late. So plan for the night is wine, walking with my girl around town, and maybe a movie at the end of the night. Sounds like a good night to me.
The question is...
what were you like as a teenager?
I was a skater kid that didnt show up to school that often. I got along with everyone and was more or less the hub of groups of friends and people. Alot of that was due to my proffession as a street pharmacist. I was alot like I am now, but new to it all. I was shorter, skinnier, and couldnt grow facial hair at the time. Yeah.
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Me as a teenager???...ughhh..what a fucked up scene THAT was! I think my Mother believed that to stop me from experiencing any freedom as a teen would curtail my inherant wild side...hmmm WRONG...Enter odd looking 16 year old goth kid, MissD, stage right. Left home at 16, dropped out of college, moved into a squat with my Aussie mysoginist (sp?) 'borefriend'!. Embarked upon a teen angst driven path of self destruction. I was smoking drinking and doing way too many drugs from an early age. Obsessed with boys, sex, party favours & style. Hhhhmmm..., well, with the exception of the drug thing (I no longer partake) not a lot has changed I guess!
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[Edited on May 29, 2004 9:25PM]