So, everything in my life went to complete shit in literally 2 seconds. Money, job, boyfriend. All of it. Bullshit. My fucking job doesn't even pay me close enough to what I should get for dealing with the everlasting crap extravaganza that I constantly have to deal with. And when I ask for a raise, because I believe I deserve it, my fucking boss laughs and makes a snarky remark about how that's going to be his next facebook update. All I'm thinking in my head is: "ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!" Day in and day out, I'm getting nowhere working there and I WON'T get anywhere if I continue to stay there so I decided that I'm going to quit as soon as I find another job (Hopefully in the next 2-3 weeks) as a waitress. It's something I've been wanting to do for a while because I'm really fucking disgusted with retail. PLUS I've been eying this sweet little vegan restaurant called "Curly's". It's amazing and I would be able to die happy if I choked on their Santa Barbarella sang-gweesh. Oh and they always provide paper when you go in so you can draw, and they usually put my stuff up.
I don't understand why it's impossible for me to find someone intelligent that I would want to date. It's like they assume I'm a moron as well and that we'll be happily ever after. Well NO, I'm sorry. I DON'T NEED YOU TO BUY ME THINGS, AND RANT ABOUT HOW MEN SHOULD TAKE CARE OF WOMEN. ITS NOT GOING TO IMPRESS ME, I CAN BUY MY OWN SHIT. AND JUST BECAUSE I HAVE MY OWN PLACE DOESNT MEAN I WANT YOU TO STAY OVER ALL THE TIME. ESPECIALLY IF YOU'RE A MORON. I'LL SAVE MY TIME AND JUST NEVER SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN.
We'll see if we can pay rent.
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