5:36 p.m. ||January 14, 2005
Ughhh...
I always am so damn negative. The week really started good. I got a call to have a job interview the day after I sent my resume in. The actual interview was a bit informal and weird. The job- very easy, I could do it and I be getting my foot in the door for a graphics position. Did I get the job- no, nada, sorry bitch out of luck. Left work early becaue I had bad bad abdominal cramps and felt like crap, the damn hotpocket for lunch made me sick. Men- suck shit, hate men right now- only view them good for one thing only. D sucks he's full of shit. If he doesn't want to see me he should have the balls to tell me so. Do I care? Sometimes yes, sometimes no. Why do I bother to get up in the morning?
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