Dear Walmart,
You have your ups and your serious serious downs. But the thing that makes me irritated the most is the lack of a life I have due to your crazy hours. I work 9 hours and then I'm so tired all I want to do is sit. It doesn't help that you make me work every weekend either.
So We're fixing this. You're going to make me work less. Enjoy my lack of hours, bitch.
Love,
Jen
Dear Vodka,
I love you. I hate you. On the brightside you made a mundane Saturday night a fun one. So thank you.
Maybe I will drink more of you tonight.
Love,
Jen
Dear Liver,
I'm sorry.
Love,
Jen
Dear Facebook,
Is there some way to block facebook when I'm drunk? Same with my blog? Because honestly I feel bad for my friends. I really do. I get drunk and all Photo oppy.
And then rambly. This is why that guy created IRC. For drunk nerds to hang out and be awesome.
Status updates don't need to happen every 4 minutes, but Drunk me seems to think so. (Bored me to, but I have no excuse for that.)
Life in general needs a Drunk block.
Love,
Jen
Dear Jen,
Seriously. You rock.
Love,
Me.
8/30/2009
8/29/2009
Saving the World
I'm drunk but I pomise this Idea came around 515PM when I was on break. There were two black guys who I honestly wouldn't have given the time of day, but I heard them calling people sir and ma'am so my resolve broke down and I asked them what they were selling.
Turns out these two ghetto kids were trying to earn some money for their football team in the southside of Chicago.
Frankly just hearing they were from the southside made me want to donate, but I'm broke. So Instead I wished them luck and felt like and ass.
I want to save the world. Any of my friends who know me, know this. I want all the children cared for, and all the homes fed. I know I don't have enough money to reach out to every child. But I do know I have enough to reach out to those who are close to me.
My little brother is smart, regardless of what people tell you, and my little sister is too damn curious to do anything other than a zoologist. And my niece and nephew? I can't tell you what they want to be, but whatever it is, in the later years, I want them to have the chance I never had.
I know for a fact that if I ever gave a shit about college or thought I would make it through my ACT's I'd have tried a bit harder. But after hearing what my real parents had to say, I gave up. With out 100% Encouragement, I gave up. With a slight disadvantage over the other kids, (Adhd and Learning disabled) I gave up. I did. I didn't bother learning to spell, turn in my homework or give a shit about school.
I assumed that since I had no real means, I had no way to pay the way. Not all the way through it. So I never too school seriously. No one ever said, "College, Thats what you should do." No one. And I don't blame my family, since I never took school seriouisly, so how were they to know?
But I don't want people I love, who are intelligent and smart, to suffer. I want my niece and Nephew to go to whatever college they go to, and I want my little brother and sister to have a head start on it, even if thats all I can give them.
I'm not rich. Not in the least. ever dollar I get has a plan. I just need everyone else to see it, the way I do. And if they don't accept it, so be it. But the though and the love was there. Even if they don't understand.
Turns out these two ghetto kids were trying to earn some money for their football team in the southside of Chicago.
Frankly just hearing they were from the southside made me want to donate, but I'm broke. So Instead I wished them luck and felt like and ass.
I want to save the world. Any of my friends who know me, know this. I want all the children cared for, and all the homes fed. I know I don't have enough money to reach out to every child. But I do know I have enough to reach out to those who are close to me.
My little brother is smart, regardless of what people tell you, and my little sister is too damn curious to do anything other than a zoologist. And my niece and nephew? I can't tell you what they want to be, but whatever it is, in the later years, I want them to have the chance I never had.
I know for a fact that if I ever gave a shit about college or thought I would make it through my ACT's I'd have tried a bit harder. But after hearing what my real parents had to say, I gave up. With out 100% Encouragement, I gave up. With a slight disadvantage over the other kids, (Adhd and Learning disabled) I gave up. I did. I didn't bother learning to spell, turn in my homework or give a shit about school.
I assumed that since I had no real means, I had no way to pay the way. Not all the way through it. So I never too school seriously. No one ever said, "College, Thats what you should do." No one. And I don't blame my family, since I never took school seriouisly, so how were they to know?
But I don't want people I love, who are intelligent and smart, to suffer. I want my niece and Nephew to go to whatever college they go to, and I want my little brother and sister to have a head start on it, even if thats all I can give them.
I'm not rich. Not in the least. ever dollar I get has a plan. I just need everyone else to see it, the way I do. And if they don't accept it, so be it. But the though and the love was there. Even if they don't understand.
8/21/2009
This is why wine is always a bad choice
Hi. I have things to say, but I'll update you on that later. Just wanted to share with you one of my more crazy moments. Seriously, why someone introduced me to the internet, I'll never know. It was a bad choice for the world. Sorry world.
8/13/2009
Seriously?
It can never be "Peachy Keen" ever, can it? It's like a rule to life, "Something must be fucked up." there is no complete happiness and goodness knows when the shit hits the fan you're just going to covered in it, aren't you?
Fuck.
As you all know, my car was dead. Then it was better. Turns out it's broke still and I'm supposed to take it in today. I know I should, I know I need to. But look at the time! I just wont have enough time between now and 4 to get to work. Shame, really.
And if that wasn't bad enough I woke up this morning to a male voice in my apartment. One that sounds really fuckin' familiar. Oh, Hey Joey. Back to beat the shit out of Jes some more? Or maybe just scream a lot and make living here horrible? Awesome. Good. Go ahead and take her happiness away again, its totally what needed to be done.
SERIOUSLY!? WHAT THE FUCK JES. YOU ARE NOT STUPID, SO STOP ACTING LIKE IT.
I need to stop giving friends good advice just so they can ignore and and do the exact opposite of what I said. IM LOOKIN' AT YOU EMILY. So it's cool. It's your life, you do what you want. But I'm thinking that maybe in a week when the first fight is thrown, I'm kicking his ass out. Either that, or Jes can figure out how to pay the rent herself.
Or you now, I'll hate my life and be locked in my room like normal. But its good to have thoughts of taking a stand for yourself, isn't it?
Fuck.
As you all know, my car was dead. Then it was better. Turns out it's broke still and I'm supposed to take it in today. I know I should, I know I need to. But look at the time! I just wont have enough time between now and 4 to get to work. Shame, really.
And if that wasn't bad enough I woke up this morning to a male voice in my apartment. One that sounds really fuckin' familiar. Oh, Hey Joey. Back to beat the shit out of Jes some more? Or maybe just scream a lot and make living here horrible? Awesome. Good. Go ahead and take her happiness away again, its totally what needed to be done.
SERIOUSLY!? WHAT THE FUCK JES. YOU ARE NOT STUPID, SO STOP ACTING LIKE IT.
I need to stop giving friends good advice just so they can ignore and and do the exact opposite of what I said. IM LOOKIN' AT YOU EMILY. So it's cool. It's your life, you do what you want. But I'm thinking that maybe in a week when the first fight is thrown, I'm kicking his ass out. Either that, or Jes can figure out how to pay the rent herself.
Or you now, I'll hate my life and be locked in my room like normal. But its good to have thoughts of taking a stand for yourself, isn't it?
8/08/2009
Lack of sleep, Walmart and Reading Rainbow
I think someone should come over when it's time for me to go to bed and just sit in the corner making sure I'm not doing things. And by things, I mean literally anything. I need someone to stare at me to make sure I'm laying there with my eyes closed instead of laying there reading, eating ice cream maybe even sitting online. It never ends well.
Heres how it works, I find something to do and after an hour or two when it's 12am I'm going "Well 5 hours of sleep isn't enough, might as well just stay up all night." And then...I DO. But every few hours I look at the time and repeat it, changing the amount of sleep I'm not getting. "Well, 2 hours and 24 minutes just isn't going to do. I Can never deal with Walmart people on that amount."
I'm terrified of being late. I Hate it, I'm overly punctuall and I actually will forsake sleep if It means I get to work on time. I'm also very all or nothing when it comes to my sleep. I will sleep 13 hours in the drop of a hat, but 3? NO, thats unheard of. Even my naps turn into mini sleep marathons.
I love sleeping, it's warm, relaxing, great dreams etc etc.
So I really need to start sleeping. I was doing so well until someone threw the 6:30AM shift at me. THANKS GUYS. And then instead of coming home and staying awake like I wanted to, I just passed out. Didn't mean to but it was just so fucking hot in this room, and I was so god damn tired.
So now I'm going to be up all night. On the brightside my dishes will get done and my room will most likely get cleaned. Horrah I suppose?
And another really good reason for why I should sleep is Walmart people/customers are so much easier to deal with when I've had like 17 hours of coma. It's so true, little things don't bother me, I don't get really honest telling customers I hate my job. It works out all around for everything, I think.
Oh. And anyone wanna be my suga daddy and take me book shopping? The reading rainbow is about to die in my room with a lack of books. I will... Uhm... find a midget to service you? Awesome.
Heres how it works, I find something to do and after an hour or two when it's 12am I'm going "Well 5 hours of sleep isn't enough, might as well just stay up all night." And then...I DO. But every few hours I look at the time and repeat it, changing the amount of sleep I'm not getting. "Well, 2 hours and 24 minutes just isn't going to do. I Can never deal with Walmart people on that amount."
I'm terrified of being late. I Hate it, I'm overly punctuall and I actually will forsake sleep if It means I get to work on time. I'm also very all or nothing when it comes to my sleep. I will sleep 13 hours in the drop of a hat, but 3? NO, thats unheard of. Even my naps turn into mini sleep marathons.
I love sleeping, it's warm, relaxing, great dreams etc etc.
So I really need to start sleeping. I was doing so well until someone threw the 6:30AM shift at me. THANKS GUYS. And then instead of coming home and staying awake like I wanted to, I just passed out. Didn't mean to but it was just so fucking hot in this room, and I was so god damn tired.
So now I'm going to be up all night. On the brightside my dishes will get done and my room will most likely get cleaned. Horrah I suppose?
And another really good reason for why I should sleep is Walmart people/customers are so much easier to deal with when I've had like 17 hours of coma. It's so true, little things don't bother me, I don't get really honest telling customers I hate my job. It works out all around for everything, I think.
Oh. And anyone wanna be my suga daddy and take me book shopping? The reading rainbow is about to die in my room with a lack of books. I will... Uhm... find a midget to service you? Awesome.
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