I'm tired. So tired.. This will be a short update, as I am, yet again, to be in bed by 9:30, on a weekend night. Though I think last night, I woke up after a few hours, I can't remember clearly.
I went to the store tonight to buy bleach for my hair, and they had none. Shopko can fucking suck my balls. They have an entire aisle for hair colors/dye, and blonding stuff, but no actual bleach. I don't want to dye my hair blond, you ass. Not golden blond or sunflower blond or whatever the shit was called. God. What product do you use (assuming someone who reads this has bleached their hair)? No, I don't want to go find someone and ask. I'm tired, unappreciated, and cranky at the moment.
At 12:05, as soon as I got off my lunch break, my little friend decided to show up earlier than expected. Five hours before I got off work, a minute after I got off my only break, and when I am completely unprepared, and the only female working.
You. Fucker.
I saw a pretty girl tonight. Shallow and dumb, but she looked okay, nonetheless. When she rang up my item and set it down (I finally bought more deodorant, same stuff as last time), I looked at her hands as they waited on the counter for the computer to print the receipt. I pretended to fake-grab my item so I could put my hands next to hers for a second or two. Compared to hers, looking at hands only, I could have been mistaken for a tiny young man who's worked in a factory his entire life. My nails are outlined in black for good, and my skin is so dark and rough and cracked..and hers weren't anything but pretty. Who would want to ever hold my hand.
I was otherwise in a great mood all day. For once. I was smiling, giggling, actually felt happy and relief. I came home, for once, in a great mood with a smile plastered on my face. Someone was home, even. I'm still okay, just flustered from the event at the store. I said unappreciated before because while at work, five of us bitched to eachother about how poorly we're treated and paid, being the best employees that place has, while the new part time young lazy idiots get more respect and money than us. One of my favorite co-workers told me he'd miss me once I got my new job.. I'll miss a few of them as well
. We've grown so close in my year and a half, it makes me happy to think about it.. I finally felt accepted and needed somewhere. Finally, for once.
I think I'm finally on my way back up the mountain, my slow recovery.
I went to the store tonight to buy bleach for my hair, and they had none. Shopko can fucking suck my balls. They have an entire aisle for hair colors/dye, and blonding stuff, but no actual bleach. I don't want to dye my hair blond, you ass. Not golden blond or sunflower blond or whatever the shit was called. God. What product do you use (assuming someone who reads this has bleached their hair)? No, I don't want to go find someone and ask. I'm tired, unappreciated, and cranky at the moment.
At 12:05, as soon as I got off my lunch break, my little friend decided to show up earlier than expected. Five hours before I got off work, a minute after I got off my only break, and when I am completely unprepared, and the only female working.
You. Fucker.
I saw a pretty girl tonight. Shallow and dumb, but she looked okay, nonetheless. When she rang up my item and set it down (I finally bought more deodorant, same stuff as last time), I looked at her hands as they waited on the counter for the computer to print the receipt. I pretended to fake-grab my item so I could put my hands next to hers for a second or two. Compared to hers, looking at hands only, I could have been mistaken for a tiny young man who's worked in a factory his entire life. My nails are outlined in black for good, and my skin is so dark and rough and cracked..and hers weren't anything but pretty. Who would want to ever hold my hand.
I was otherwise in a great mood all day. For once. I was smiling, giggling, actually felt happy and relief. I came home, for once, in a great mood with a smile plastered on my face. Someone was home, even. I'm still okay, just flustered from the event at the store. I said unappreciated before because while at work, five of us bitched to eachother about how poorly we're treated and paid, being the best employees that place has, while the new part time young lazy idiots get more respect and money than us. One of my favorite co-workers told me he'd miss me once I got my new job.. I'll miss a few of them as well
. We've grown so close in my year and a half, it makes me happy to think about it.. I finally felt accepted and needed somewhere. Finally, for once.
I think I'm finally on my way back up the mountain, my slow recovery.
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bastardo:
Punky Bleach worked like a charm for me, made my hair bone white. Buck up kiddo.
korbendallas:
Go YOU!!!!! 