I applied to 150 jobs in the past 2 weeks. 2 interviews. One tomorrow. I guess I upped my game as my edd runs out blah blah my internet hasn't been paid since july? And it's still running. Thanks CLEAR! *knock on wood*
My roomie couldn't handle working at starbucks so she quit. She is leaving by the end of the month. I will not miss her. I miss having my OWN place to myself. I helped her the beat I could and I feel that I will never take a couch-surfer in again. Do you know how many ties she cock-blocked me including her cat? I really love acting class. Next semester I'm going to take voice lessons. I'm stoked. I wish I could be in school forever.
“Hi my journal friends, I'm just seeing the Chemical Brothers settings. So what's the deal I saw Black swan, I loved it. And my car, ___ in the little canyon and slam into the curve really hard and my airbag deployed my temple slammed against the driver side window airbag so then, and maybe totaled but my car is on the way and I'm, I'm kinda hoping it's totaled cos I really some money, I just applied for $300 loan instant cash side, so I can eat the A P R 638%. I'm not fucking kidding. So Ryan spend the night and we cattle and stuff like he won't, like make out with me and you know like massage me but, I'm just really frustrated and I'm just gonna move on and we're just still gonna be best friends and I'm, considering the last time we met he booked up his cock in front of his ex boyfriend in his kitchen in Monroe Bay after he went to Kenry(?) Road. But, so Ken may come over and I may cook her some chicken and squash that I got from the food Bangatty(?) project. They gotta try to pay my rent but the Mexican are giving me a hard time, I may ask for supervisor and be like, Carlos Gomez is the bitch. Ok. Bye.”
My supervisor went on an all out bitch-fest this week and pointed out all the 30 things I'm doing wrong. I can't bite my lip and smile an nod at her anymore. I just can't.
I'm trying to be diplomatic about the situation and not totally call her out. But I'm just going to start keeping a journal and talk to my dad about it. He would be on her side of course.
I'm in a car all day. And when I realized I'm not stuck here I am more happy about boosting skills and finding work elsewhere.
i fucking wouldn't mind being a waiter and going back to community college and taking all these classes I've been dying to take:
diving acting web and graphic design html and maybe even singing
Life is short. I can't go through life settling for a lame ass job. I know it's still EXTREMELy hard to find a job these days and I think I would be happier just being a exec asst.
I'm trying to decide when I'm being harassed at work by my supervisor for nitpicky shit. Or what. She literally went from loving me to hating me in a week. She doesn't even say hi to me anymore. My goal is to stay there till October and bear it out to get unemployment accrued.
Who knows? Maybe I'll even get an agent for actors and dancers and even audition for limited speaking roles in commercials. fuck it...it's time to sell out and use what I have. I'm still a little bummed a have a scar on my face from a steel beam gashing my forehead open.
I'm trying to plan my 30th birthday dinner and can't seem to find a cheap restaurant in LA with quality food. Any suggestions people? So it's getting crazy. I have around 20 people invited but a aaprt of me wants to fold and not have one at all. I mentioned in an email I didn't want boyfriends or husbands to be there and yet all my girlfriends apparently can't go anywhere without their men. And I just yield. Me and your man are NOT tight and I want to have an intimate dinner with my friends where I can talk about whatever the hell I want. I don't know your men and just wanted it to be my homies. I fucking hate it when people make this special day to celebrate with my closest friends...about them. It's like what's the point?
I made the mistake of inviting a friend via text because I was in a good mood that day but he dropped me years ago. He said he wanted to go...but fuck that. He stood me up on my bday dinner 2 years because...surprise! I said no you can't bring your new man that I haven't even met.