work was incredibly slow last night...not necessarily in that "time" sort of way but just a slow mundane and almost pathetic way...im not sure why we stay open 24 hours...business dies down to a nothing after 10 on everyday other than friday...friday nights bring in the scum of the earth also known as highschool kids....well maybe "the scum of the earth" is a bit harsh but oh well...they come in after their football games before they go over to eat n park and just bug the shit out of me....they stand outside by the cars blaring awful music until i kick them out...its funny...its not like they really bother me or anything surrounding the store...they just stand there taking up space...but since i have the power to kick them out of our parking lot...i let the power go to my head i suppose and after smart ass comments said loud enough for me to over hear...they leave....spinning their tires and blow off smoke...leaving lovely black lines all over the parking lot....
sometimes i feel more like a psychiatrist or even better a bartender when i work those late shifts.....you ask the customer in the most nonconversation provoking voice how they are and at first they say ok and then after the change is handed back they begin their sad and melodramatic tangent about how shitty their life is...and its not that i mind really....but some of the these stories are just so sorrowful and pathetic that you just stop listening and put that pretend smile on your face in hopes that you are pulling off the whole "yeah i honestly do care" look but in all actuallity you havent heard a single word theyve said in the last 15 minutes....this may seem crass and bitchy on my part....but honestly you can only hear the same "my wife has left me for a better more kind and sensitive and doesnt beat her senseless guy and to top it off she took the dog" story so many times before you realize that these people dont really want any sort of help or advice they just want to feel sorry for themselves and make everyone else feel sorry for them....well i dont do that...i dont pity people...because for the most part they bring that shit on themselves and if she wouldnt have left him he would have kept hitting her and kept cheating on her with his secretary....
i finished reading "the perks of being a wallflower" last nihgt....2 books in 2 nights...i impressed myself....im not sure what to read next....its a toss up right now between "naked lunch" or "atlas shrugged"...ive already read the latter so i will most likely read "naked lunch"...ive been reading a lot lately....i guess im just making up for time spent smoking pot and such.....all those lazy days wasted...my little brother asked what i wanted for my birthday this year....i told him it didnt matter....so he asked me to write down a list of books i wanted....i started to but then told him to surprise me...he has good taste so i have no worries that his pick will be awful....hes smart about me like that....he knows the way i think which kind of scares me because i always had this impression of myself as being a hard one to shop for....
all this reading recently has made me want to write more and more....i want to write a novel....i havent figured out yet waht i want to write about though....ive got some rough ideas but they arent anything too special yett....i told my dad i wanted to write a novel and he jsut smiled at me...not one of those condescending ones but more like a proud one of sorts....he then said that he misses my stories....i just looked at him and smiled back...
my dad isnt perfect...but then again no one really is....he says hurtful things but then he says things with the utmost love and respect.....he mixes up words and fumbles sentences up like any common person would...but yet his vocabulary and sense of knowledge of the world far surpasses any teacher i have ever studied under....and when he smiles his toothless smile everything just seems to fit...like everything is right for once and i stop thinking about life for just one second and just relish the moment....im not sure why im writing about all this....
the powerpuff girls are on cartoon network and my dogs are asleep on the couches....my dad is out putting gas in the truck and franky has just left for school..my mum is downtown working and analiesa is probably just waking up or getting out of the shower and about to leave for her morning algebra class....jason is probably hitting his snooze button again before he groggely gets out of bed for work this morning....me...im going to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a glass of milk, wash my face and then climb into bed...i hope you all have a wonderful morning day and night...you are all unbelievable special people....just thought i would let you know incase no one has told you before....xoxo....
sometimes i feel more like a psychiatrist or even better a bartender when i work those late shifts.....you ask the customer in the most nonconversation provoking voice how they are and at first they say ok and then after the change is handed back they begin their sad and melodramatic tangent about how shitty their life is...and its not that i mind really....but some of the these stories are just so sorrowful and pathetic that you just stop listening and put that pretend smile on your face in hopes that you are pulling off the whole "yeah i honestly do care" look but in all actuallity you havent heard a single word theyve said in the last 15 minutes....this may seem crass and bitchy on my part....but honestly you can only hear the same "my wife has left me for a better more kind and sensitive and doesnt beat her senseless guy and to top it off she took the dog" story so many times before you realize that these people dont really want any sort of help or advice they just want to feel sorry for themselves and make everyone else feel sorry for them....well i dont do that...i dont pity people...because for the most part they bring that shit on themselves and if she wouldnt have left him he would have kept hitting her and kept cheating on her with his secretary....
i finished reading "the perks of being a wallflower" last nihgt....2 books in 2 nights...i impressed myself....im not sure what to read next....its a toss up right now between "naked lunch" or "atlas shrugged"...ive already read the latter so i will most likely read "naked lunch"...ive been reading a lot lately....i guess im just making up for time spent smoking pot and such.....all those lazy days wasted...my little brother asked what i wanted for my birthday this year....i told him it didnt matter....so he asked me to write down a list of books i wanted....i started to but then told him to surprise me...he has good taste so i have no worries that his pick will be awful....hes smart about me like that....he knows the way i think which kind of scares me because i always had this impression of myself as being a hard one to shop for....
all this reading recently has made me want to write more and more....i want to write a novel....i havent figured out yet waht i want to write about though....ive got some rough ideas but they arent anything too special yett....i told my dad i wanted to write a novel and he jsut smiled at me...not one of those condescending ones but more like a proud one of sorts....he then said that he misses my stories....i just looked at him and smiled back...
my dad isnt perfect...but then again no one really is....he says hurtful things but then he says things with the utmost love and respect.....he mixes up words and fumbles sentences up like any common person would...but yet his vocabulary and sense of knowledge of the world far surpasses any teacher i have ever studied under....and when he smiles his toothless smile everything just seems to fit...like everything is right for once and i stop thinking about life for just one second and just relish the moment....im not sure why im writing about all this....
the powerpuff girls are on cartoon network and my dogs are asleep on the couches....my dad is out putting gas in the truck and franky has just left for school..my mum is downtown working and analiesa is probably just waking up or getting out of the shower and about to leave for her morning algebra class....jason is probably hitting his snooze button again before he groggely gets out of bed for work this morning....me...im going to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a glass of milk, wash my face and then climb into bed...i hope you all have a wonderful morning day and night...you are all unbelievable special people....just thought i would let you know incase no one has told you before....xoxo....
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write a novel.
write about your life and how far you've come!
yay powerpuff girls!