What I Am To You

friends cut because i don't know who is or isn't talking about me; sorry i'm judging all of you for what's probably just a few.



also comments are screened, so if you want to bring this to my personal journal: don't even bother.

All I have to do now is get my stuff for work set up, and I'm out of here. I can't wait! ♥

I hate how people always get up my ass about things at work. I get talked down to, and threatened-- usually be people who are in no position to do so. I freaking just started my period so I'm feeling really bad to begin with, I was almost too sick to even go to work and yet... I go and this is the bullshit I deal with. I was so pissed off when I left that I started to head to school, forgetting it was Sunday. I went about 3 miles in the wrong direction before I realized this and turned around to come home. Honestly, if you're going to say something to another person, it is not hard to be polite and have respect. There's no need to be an asshole. Even then, if you're going to tell someone they should read something more carefully, please don't fuck up the sentiment with awful grammar. It's very distracting when your brain is trying to translate a sentence from really bad American to, you know, American.
I'm really pissed off and I ended up crying once I finally got home. I hate, hate, hate my job and these people. Everyone's out to fuck with someone else, and they're always the kiss asses and especially the people who have been demoted at some point. I am perfectly aware that I'm a 20 year old woman who looks about 15, but that doesn't make me an idiot. It doesn't mean I'm going to be intimidated by someone who is older, it's not like age guarantees a smarter or wiser individual. My fucking so-called "co-workers" are often bigger assholes than any customer could ever be. I know most of the time the source of my problems are jealous bitches and this is not an exception.
I'm comforted by the fact that in spite of my age, race, and gender I still try to be polite to people, even with they're being rude to me. I kind of hate that I fight so hard to do the right thing. It just makes me so much angrier in a way. At least I'm trying to stay fairly classy-- I can only do so much when I frequently use profane language.
I seriously hate people.

Sooo, I just went out to send a DVD back to Netflix, and I'm paranoid about things inside the mail box, so I always look before I stick anything in there. In the upper right hand corner I see a black spider, with a nice tiny red hour glass on its abdomen. Oh, yes, there's a black widow living inside my mail box. The scorpion previously residing there doesn't seem so bad now.
My mom is going to spray after the mail man comes.
I'm back in summer B classes, which I'm eventually going to write about. I have been taking notes and giggling a bit.
Lately, I've just been sick. It's a bummer, but whatever. Not a lot has really been happening lately. I quite possibly just jinxed myself with that statement, but I'll worry about it when it's an issue.
I kind of hate the summer.

My ipod is not charging. Ugh.

In advance, I'd like to say: I make no excuses for my crazy taste in music...

( iTunes Survey )

I went ice skating with one of my best friends today, and it was exactly what I needed. ♥

Speaking as a Floridian (which I rarely call myself), I would like to take this time to remind everyone else that there is no such thing as NOT flip flop weather. It has to be freezing and wet... and even then, you can argue.

Flip flops will always be appropriate attire. No temperature drops will stop us. Thatisall.

I bought a "previously owned" ipod mini off Amazon last week.  I got it in the mail today!!!  Yay!  I'm very excited about the prospect of spending even MORE money putting songs on it.  I've wanted a mini for years.  I never liked the nanos.  And now I have one. &hearts
I know I'm nerdy.

My Christmas Cards are going to be late =(
But I swear I'm sending them.
I've got to work on this whole procrastinating thing...