|OMG totally bad morning
||[Jan. 29th, 2009|05:17 pm]
I'm so angry!! So i'm working on a bit of personality overhaul. And among a list of other things. Here's my goal for the week: be mean without using a vulger vocabulary. You know..like bitch, bastard, f-...well okay you all get the idea. Now, that sounds like a bit of ridiculous, and it is. But truth be told, sometimes even in your personal blog, you have to be very careful of how people will perceive you. Like honestly, if your parents had stumbled across your blog and your first entry is like "frackin jew" your parents will be like OMG MY SON OR DAUGHTER IS AN ANTISEMITE. And bam, the next thing you know you're in jail for --- Well..a huge misunderstanding. YEP. haha Where was I? Oh, yes, well I was thinking, I think that swearing (done untastefully) in writing sometimes just sounds really ugly and kind of degrades your writing. Hm, I guess all that stuff I said before is kind of irrelevant.|
Here's a thing you may not know about me. I DON'T LIKE BEING WOKEN UP BEFORE I'M SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP. Here's the story:
It's 6:05 and someone decided it was absolutely appropriate to text me AT SIX OCLOCK. I DON'T HAVE TO BE UP FOR ANOTHER 2 HOURS. Gosh. One text message was all I could take. But no. OH NONO. It wasn't over. She then texts me the exact same message (asking me to cover her shift at work, an opening shift, when I have class anyway) at 5 minute intervals later. You've got to be kidding me. No way. Especially at that last minute of a notice. Plus I have class. Then if that weren't enough (btw my phone was on vibrate after the first text), somebody calls me (a number i don't recognize so I'm assuming it's someone else who wanted me to cover their shift) at 7AM right after I finally fell back asleep, and then a text message 20 minutes later, another shift cover request. OMG. Is it even legal for the employer to distribute personal phone numbers to all the employees? I don't mind covering people's shifts (and I have before) but that is absolutely ridiculous.
I've reserved my wee morning hours to three groups of people: boyfriend, best friend, and of course family. If you are NEITHER, it better be an emergency or else I will break your face.
Then I lost my third room key. Except this time I actually LOST IT. I don't understand how this could've happened, I only put my key in two places. And it's not like I lost it overnight I lost it within like five minutes of not looking directly at it.
WORLD. YOU STINK. :[