update:
interview at CR went down the drain. almost 100% positive about that.
as far as the other job, i had the drug test today.
10 cups of water and 45 minutes, barely could go.
today was one big clusterfuck to say the least.
i was supposed to be getting my license done, the drug test, and an
eye appt. but due to the fact that my mom picked me up from home
at 1215, the eye appt. was at 330... the drug testing place is closed
1245-2, and it took me until 245 to be able to pee, my mom left me
in apex because it took me too long at the drug test, i walked to the
hospital to call my friend and have him come pick me up, and mom
being a complete bitch.... only the drug test was done and i missed
the eye appt. somehow that's my fault? there's no possible way to
do all three things in 3 hours considering they are on three different
sides of town, and the drug place is closed till 2. but whatever.
mom keeps threatening to kick me out and tells me to consider my
"other options". RIGHT. cause her being incapable of paying her
bills on time has forced us to move further and further from my job
making it impossible to keep my hours.
anyway, i guess everything will play out and be alright in the end.
had a dream i kicked mike's bitch's ass. :]
but we ended up getting back together....
really sick of shit like that happening.
i've been hanging out with this guy nick a lot lately, he's pretty
chill. best cuddling ever. no kisses, none of that. which is kinda
weird but whatever. hah. he's a good friend.
spent st.patty's in chapel hill with my friend andrew.
he had me smoke some spice. shit was crazyyy. at
first everything felt the way fear & loathing looked...
next thing i know...
i was on a pirate ship going full fucking speed through
the galaxy. anytime i opened my eyes and tried to
focus on something, everything looked like layers,
separated by space... like waves on a play. sitting
down i somehow got the most extreme motion
sickness i've ever felt, ran onto the porch, leaned
over the banister and just lost it. no bueno. after
a few minutes i tried to sit down again, then had
to spew again. seriously, i've never felt that bad.
so andrew wanted me to explain what i was
seeing and feeling... he said i was just having a
bad trip. so he kept saying things to think about,
but they would show up as polaroids, with space
and stars still zooming in the back ground, as
soon as i could focus on the polaroid, it would flash
and the next would pop up. it was ridiculous.
i was shaking harder than i've ever shook, he just
kept holding on to me and stroking my arm, telling
me that i was in control of the ship's speed, that
i was slowing it down. next thing i know, i'm flying
over the suberbs.
anyway... can't get mike off my mind. it's really
bringing me down.
interview at CR went down the drain. almost 100% positive about that.
as far as the other job, i had the drug test today.
10 cups of water and 45 minutes, barely could go.
today was one big clusterfuck to say the least.
i was supposed to be getting my license done, the drug test, and an
eye appt. but due to the fact that my mom picked me up from home
at 1215, the eye appt. was at 330... the drug testing place is closed
1245-2, and it took me until 245 to be able to pee, my mom left me
in apex because it took me too long at the drug test, i walked to the
hospital to call my friend and have him come pick me up, and mom
being a complete bitch.... only the drug test was done and i missed
the eye appt. somehow that's my fault? there's no possible way to
do all three things in 3 hours considering they are on three different
sides of town, and the drug place is closed till 2. but whatever.
mom keeps threatening to kick me out and tells me to consider my
"other options". RIGHT. cause her being incapable of paying her
bills on time has forced us to move further and further from my job
making it impossible to keep my hours.
anyway, i guess everything will play out and be alright in the end.
had a dream i kicked mike's bitch's ass. :]
but we ended up getting back together....
really sick of shit like that happening.
i've been hanging out with this guy nick a lot lately, he's pretty
chill. best cuddling ever. no kisses, none of that. which is kinda
weird but whatever. hah. he's a good friend.
spent st.patty's in chapel hill with my friend andrew.
he had me smoke some spice. shit was crazyyy. at
first everything felt the way fear & loathing looked...
next thing i know...
i was on a pirate ship going full fucking speed through
the galaxy. anytime i opened my eyes and tried to
focus on something, everything looked like layers,
separated by space... like waves on a play. sitting
down i somehow got the most extreme motion
sickness i've ever felt, ran onto the porch, leaned
over the banister and just lost it. no bueno. after
a few minutes i tried to sit down again, then had
to spew again. seriously, i've never felt that bad.
so andrew wanted me to explain what i was
seeing and feeling... he said i was just having a
bad trip. so he kept saying things to think about,
but they would show up as polaroids, with space
and stars still zooming in the back ground, as
soon as i could focus on the polaroid, it would flash
and the next would pop up. it was ridiculous.
i was shaking harder than i've ever shook, he just
kept holding on to me and stroking my arm, telling
me that i was in control of the ship's speed, that
i was slowing it down. next thing i know, i'm flying
over the suberbs.
anyway... can't get mike off my mind. it's really
bringing me down.
but srsly, it will get better with time. i know that's lame but i'm tired and it;s all i got right now <333
ps sounds like a fun trip