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Feelin' kinda weird right now. my knee hurts, and so does my head. it's 1:12 am according to my microwave. I don't know what i'm going to type about, just what comes to my mind, I guess. today was okay. work sucked, but what else is new. learned how to order more crap today. boss didn't stop by, even after the shit that went down yesterday. found out that one of our guys will likely be fired, and that one of our girls is heading in that direction. tonight's close was the deciding factor in whether or not he will be employed with our company anymore. he is 15. he doesn't give a damn about it, so he will likely be gone. which is good. sort of. he flirts alot with one of the girls who works there, and i found out that they spent some time kissing in the back. now, i'm an asst. manager, and because i know, and haven't said anything, i could get in trouble. whatever. they know better than to fire me anyways.
what else... after work, Jackie and I went for coffee at timmy's. theone that's by her place, and by the high school that i went to. went. that's weird. I don't really like this whole out of school, paying rent being responisble for shit thing. it doesnt' really float my boat. I'd rather just exist, just be here, well, not here here, but be present. you know? i think i need a holiday. maybe during the road trip, i will just fuck off somewhere. that would be fun. just go away, walk somewhere, get piked up, and hitchhike somewheres. who knows where? just away. for a break. except I would be killed if I ever came back. so it would have to be a permanent vacation.
my typing skills amaze me. I am here in the dark, with my head on my desk, not even watching what i'm typing, and I don't think i'm making too many errors. I type far too fast and too well for someone who has never taken a typing course or lessons or anything. I never took a computer course in HS. maybe taht will come back to haunt me.
FF is pretty dead right now. I'm waiting for a reply to the Goo thread, or the hangman thread, but I think the girl doing the current hangman is offline right now, so I will have to wait. oh well.
dash just messaged me on MSN. It was quiet for a very long time, then I heard the noise. scared the shit out of me.
Meh. this is no fun. I want to go to bed right now. I also want something to do tomorrow. like get my tattoo, except my parents won't consent for it. which blows. How much longer until Chandra is 18?
Fuck. Jason. I can't believe I saw him yesterday. Why do these things happen? I thought he was gone. and he was for a long time. and it was nice. and i never ever ever thought about him and it was good and perfect, and i liked it. and then we just HAD to go to that ticketbooth at the stampede. he is a prick. I didn't let it ruin my mood yesterday, or for most of today, so i figure i have bitching rights now.
anyone want to kill him for me? I hope he lives on the other side of the city so that i will never ever ever ever see him again in my whole entire life. Just seeing his face brought everything back. the feelings (not really the feelings you know, just memories of the feleings), everything i shared with him, and everything we did. He was the first boy I let kiss me, and the only "serious" relationship I have ever had. why did he come back from bc? why coulnd't he stay there far away from me, and so that i would never ever see him? blithering idiot that he is. fucking asshole.
my leg is asleep. I have "Unholy, dirty and beautiful" in my head, by David Usher. he did not play it last night. but it's good. I listened to my david usher cd today on
the bus today. I forgot how good it was.
I think i will sign off this thing for now. enough of my pointless bitching.
what else... after work, Jackie and I went for coffee at timmy's. theone that's by her place, and by the high school that i went to. went. that's weird. I don't really like this whole out of school, paying rent being responisble for shit thing. it doesnt' really float my boat. I'd rather just exist, just be here, well, not here here, but be present. you know? i think i need a holiday. maybe during the road trip, i will just fuck off somewhere. that would be fun. just go away, walk somewhere, get piked up, and hitchhike somewheres. who knows where? just away. for a break. except I would be killed if I ever came back. so it would have to be a permanent vacation.
my typing skills amaze me. I am here in the dark, with my head on my desk, not even watching what i'm typing, and I don't think i'm making too many errors. I type far too fast and too well for someone who has never taken a typing course or lessons or anything. I never took a computer course in HS. maybe taht will come back to haunt me.
FF is pretty dead right now. I'm waiting for a reply to the Goo thread, or the hangman thread, but I think the girl doing the current hangman is offline right now, so I will have to wait. oh well.
dash just messaged me on MSN. It was quiet for a very long time, then I heard the noise. scared the shit out of me.
Meh. this is no fun. I want to go to bed right now. I also want something to do tomorrow. like get my tattoo, except my parents won't consent for it. which blows. How much longer until Chandra is 18?
Fuck. Jason. I can't believe I saw him yesterday. Why do these things happen? I thought he was gone. and he was for a long time. and it was nice. and i never ever ever thought about him and it was good and perfect, and i liked it. and then we just HAD to go to that ticketbooth at the stampede. he is a prick. I didn't let it ruin my mood yesterday, or for most of today, so i figure i have bitching rights now.
anyone want to kill him for me? I hope he lives on the other side of the city so that i will never ever ever ever see him again in my whole entire life. Just seeing his face brought everything back. the feelings (not really the feelings you know, just memories of the feleings), everything i shared with him, and everything we did. He was the first boy I let kiss me, and the only "serious" relationship I have ever had. why did he come back from bc? why coulnd't he stay there far away from me, and so that i would never ever see him? blithering idiot that he is. fucking asshole.
my leg is asleep. I have "Unholy, dirty and beautiful" in my head, by David Usher. he did not play it last night. but it's good. I listened to my david usher cd today on
the bus today. I forgot how good it was.
I think i will sign off this thing for now. enough of my pointless bitching.
