THE VAGINA IS NATURE'S PURSE....AND MY PURSE IS EMPTY STILL!
First off, I apologize for updating so much. I suppose if I had a job, I wouldn't be compelled to do so as much.
Mummy, daddy, can you buy me a pony?
Yeah, so....totally looking for a job, if you haven't noticed, and I'm starting to go crazy. I'm having to borrow money from my parents, and that's nothing but a humbling experience no matter how much your parents love you if you feel like you can't take care of yourself financially.
You can't make everyone love you, even though they should....
I've been applying to approximately 5 jobs a day, everyday. I think about 10% have called me back. At least it's something.
The office was pretty and the money was good, so what if I can't show my tattoos?
Today I had a really good interview with a company I would love to work for. It wouldn't solve all my problems, but it would certainly help straighten out my life where there's been nothing but fear and confusion. I felt really good about my interview. I would really like to be (using their highlighters all official like) er...starting a job in the next two weeks.
I'm saving my vagina for better days, kthnx...
Tomorrow...er....today now, I guess, I'll be getting the Mirena implant to ward off pesky children for the next 5 years. I know I want children, just not for a few years. I need to get my financials in order, and I'm quite the traditionalist: I want to be married and in a house before I decide to have pickle icecream cravings, thank you very much.
You ever want to punch the one you love because you're frustrated at yourself?
Truth is, both me and the mr. are having a tough time finding where we fit in the world, separately and hoping that other won't get too frustrated with it.
Ice cream can't solve everything, but I pretend it can
I am broke enough that I've cut my eating in half, and that is making me bummed out, so I steal icecream from my boyfriends house and gorge on it while he's not watching. Healthy, huh?
So there were carnies and gay men...
Yeah, I'm in an amazing show with a talented group of 10 gay men called Captain Smarty Pants, they do musical theatre, and the show is circus themed. I'm the only girl around for miles. I'm in fucking heaven. Now if the super-duper gay one will take me shopping....
Tell me something....
Do you believe in astrology, psychics, pre-ordained destiny, or is this all what you make it? What you believe? Sort of a manifest destiny without the bloody implications, if you will?
I promise I'll stop this journal shit if I get a job soon. Until then, get over it and love me. I need it right now.
xoxo
Sydni
First off, I apologize for updating so much. I suppose if I had a job, I wouldn't be compelled to do so as much.
Mummy, daddy, can you buy me a pony?
Yeah, so....totally looking for a job, if you haven't noticed, and I'm starting to go crazy. I'm having to borrow money from my parents, and that's nothing but a humbling experience no matter how much your parents love you if you feel like you can't take care of yourself financially.
You can't make everyone love you, even though they should....
I've been applying to approximately 5 jobs a day, everyday. I think about 10% have called me back. At least it's something.
The office was pretty and the money was good, so what if I can't show my tattoos?
Today I had a really good interview with a company I would love to work for. It wouldn't solve all my problems, but it would certainly help straighten out my life where there's been nothing but fear and confusion. I felt really good about my interview. I would really like to be (using their highlighters all official like) er...starting a job in the next two weeks.
I'm saving my vagina for better days, kthnx...
Tomorrow...er....today now, I guess, I'll be getting the Mirena implant to ward off pesky children for the next 5 years. I know I want children, just not for a few years. I need to get my financials in order, and I'm quite the traditionalist: I want to be married and in a house before I decide to have pickle icecream cravings, thank you very much.
You ever want to punch the one you love because you're frustrated at yourself?
Truth is, both me and the mr. are having a tough time finding where we fit in the world, separately and hoping that other won't get too frustrated with it.
Ice cream can't solve everything, but I pretend it can
I am broke enough that I've cut my eating in half, and that is making me bummed out, so I steal icecream from my boyfriends house and gorge on it while he's not watching. Healthy, huh?
So there were carnies and gay men...
Yeah, I'm in an amazing show with a talented group of 10 gay men called Captain Smarty Pants, they do musical theatre, and the show is circus themed. I'm the only girl around for miles. I'm in fucking heaven. Now if the super-duper gay one will take me shopping....
Tell me something....
Do you believe in astrology, psychics, pre-ordained destiny, or is this all what you make it? What you believe? Sort of a manifest destiny without the bloody implications, if you will?
I promise I'll stop this journal shit if I get a job soon. Until then, get over it and love me. I need it right now.
xoxo
Sydni
VIEW 14 of 14 COMMENTS
amina:
When the hell are you going to have a new set? Its been waaaaay too long.
nicolelee:
You are beautiful.