My Life In Hell

It's been a minute since I've written, so let's see what you've been missing...actually there is too much so I will try to get it all in. The reason for this post is to get some things off of my chest. Lately, I have been so moody because I HATE MY F(@&ING JOB!!! I decided that when I write by autobiography, I will name this chapter in my life "Living in Hell". Today my supervisor told me that I had been late to work 26 times within 3 months and wanted to know why. I didn't tell him but the reason is because I am fighting with myself EVERYDAY to get off the couch and come in. I wait 5 minutes before I'm supposed to be there to get up and get dressed. I hate coming in that place. I HATE THAT PLACE!!!! And he told me that if I continued to be late that he would have to put that in my file. FILE?!? What file? This stupid job is a small blip on my road called Life. I don't have to tell another employer about this job! My file...like it's my credit score or something. This job is a joke. And I have made the decision that if this school requires me to jump through anymore hoops, that I am going back to Chicago in September. I can't take this anymore. I am always broke and the solution to that is to work more hours. To work more hours is to put more stress on me. To put more stress on me is to make me more sick and tired. To be sick and tired is to spend more money to alleviate that problem. Do you see the cycle? Anyways, tomorrow is the big day. I will go to the school and find out what I need to do to finish this d@^* school.

Did I tell you about Charley? I don't like him anymore. What happened? We went to church together and he is so corny! And besides, a man must woo a woman, not just hit her over the head and say, "you mine". He just pulled a proposal out his @$$! You don't do a thing like that. Who in the world told him that I would marry him? Then he went around telling people about me and asking them to mention him and me together. Ugh....how gradeschool is that? Then this weekend, I ran into Chris (African) at Walmart. I was trying to ignore him but he wasn't getting the hint. I was looking around at barbeque sauce while he was talking to me. lol.... I was there trying to buy food to last for 2 weeks with $15.00 (actually spent $18.00) so I had lots of chicken. He asked me what all the food was for. I couldn't tell him that it was all for me, so I told him that I was shopping for a barbeque that a friend from church was having. He got excited and started asking all these questions about it. I was pulling lies out my butt like crazy. Finally, he said that he was interested in going to the barbeque and wanted to know when I was leaving. Can you believe that this fool invited himself??? Who does that? So I threw out some random times and they did not fit into his schedule...thank God. The next day, I'm walking the dogs and I run into him again. I was so embarrassed but he just spoke and kept walking so I don't know if he knew I was lying or he was in a hurry. Another thing...I found someone who knew an ex-boyfriend. You remember Kenji? This chick wrote me and told me that he did her bogus! It was so sad. I don't wanna go into the details b/c I forgot them, but to think that I thought that he was "the-one-that-got-away." Well, that's all folks.....ttyl