Things just keep going the same over and over. I walk 437 steps per shift with no overtime. Groundhogs Day is what this place is. I continue to whore myself out to the dollar.
So I wrote that 8 page letter, it was received probably a month ago yet still no word. I have even talked to her in that time. Of course my being a pussy makes me fear asking about it. Angst.
My face is a fucking mess. I got a gang of ingrown hairs on my chin, they got infected and are now healing. I look rough as hell, not that I was too pretty anyway.
Was off the night before and it was okay. Got Tues off so I will probably hang with my Serb friends, I haven't in a month. Depends on school.
Not much to say. If anyone reads this make sure that you go and show this girl some serious love: bully
So I wrote that 8 page letter, it was received probably a month ago yet still no word. I have even talked to her in that time. Of course my being a pussy makes me fear asking about it. Angst.
My face is a fucking mess. I got a gang of ingrown hairs on my chin, they got infected and are now healing. I look rough as hell, not that I was too pretty anyway.
Was off the night before and it was okay. Got Tues off so I will probably hang with my Serb friends, I haven't in a month. Depends on school.
Not much to say. If anyone reads this make sure that you go and show this girl some serious love: bully