I'm actually online- what is this?!
Oh to be busy. You love it, yet hate it all at once.
So here's what's been going on since January.
- Work
- Work
- School
- Exams
- Grandfather
Doesn't seem like much but when work takes over your life... it's a lot to handle. Oh. Did I ever mention I hate my boss? Well I do. Not only is he ridiculously rude, arrogant, and pig headed, he has BY FAR the worst double standards EVER!!! And I thought my dad was bad... that's a whole other story though.
I have finally had enough. For maybe a week (more like a month) I've been strongly debating wether or not to ask for a transfer to a different store because I just couldn't stand my manager anymore. And I think people were tired of me complaining about him 24/7. But I never wanted to do that in the first place. I blame it on my big mouth. Alas, I did not need to ask for a transfer. He did it anyways. YES!!! And I work full time now too! Where as he would only give me three shifts a week. HA! I laugh in his face. Not literally of course. And now I may even have a second job! Well third if I count me working for my friend for his air brush tattoo business. Costa Blanca, here I come! (I hope!) They might not hire me for the simple fact that I will be out of province for about a month in the summer... 48 days to be exact! Oh I'm so excited! Goodbye O-dot and hello British Columbia!
But yes. What else has happened. Well, got accepted into program I wanted, achieved some level of self-actualization. Other than that not too much. Still single and thank god for that. Men are absolute pigs. And I have an interview tomorrow with Costa Blanca. And to be perfectly honest, I really don't want to go. I feel like sleeping in and ditching. Which would be fabulous. But that's really not professional. I will go and come back and sleep. Seeing as I will no longer be going to Pembroke tomorrow. Thank you father for ruining plans that have been made a month ago. But hey, why should you care? I'm a little bitch to you anyway, or so you say. But I wont go there. I feel really angry even thinking about it.
SUBJECT CHANGE
I have fallen in love. Rooney is an AWESOME band. How I came across them once again is kind of a funny story. I, for some completely unknown reason decided I would watch an old favorite movie of mine. Princess Diaries. Go on. Laugh, I really don't care. It was touching and was totally my childhood dream. But Anyhow, the actor who plays Michael Moscovitz (Robert Shwartzman) is the lead singer of this said band. He is the one I'm head over heals for. But obviously it's just a little fantasy crush. But one none the less. I love why it's called a crush. Because when I rationalize this it crushes me to think that a) he's 26 (but then again, when you're an adult it doesn't really matter how big the age difference is.. as long as it doesn't exceed 10 years) b) he's celebrity (they are people too, but because of their social status and fame, they do not live regular lives so I can't just go to LA and call him up to chill) and c) he lives in LA. Those are the reasons I am a little crushed. I'll survive though... I hope. He's gorgeous. But then again, so is that gay guy who has his own daytime TV show with other gay co-host. But yes. I'm talking about the tall one with white hair (it's prematurely white.. he's really quite young) it all adds to his sex appeal.
Well I don't quite know what else to write. Only that if you (a certain person that web-stalked me when we broke up, for like 4 months) read this, I will bash your fucking face in. Thank you for not reading. Creep.
