Yesterday, for the first time in my life, I served for 12 hours straight. 10am until 10pm. Well, not straight, because I did take a 45 min. break, but it still sucked hard.
And why did I serve for 12 hours last night? Why did I work a double at BD's? Because my boyfriend doesn't have a job, and rent is due soon. As well as our late non-payment of our bed, washer and dryer a la Rent-a-Center; $55.00/week. Then there's my outrageous credit card bill, the costa rica payment, utilities, phone bill...
Ok, I need to stop thinking about it. IF ONLY HE HAD A FUCKING JOB, I wouldn't have to worry! It's that simple! Because I'm doing my part, and it's about time he does his!
Shawn is another story. He flipping pisses me off--he assumed that I did some shit--and I didn't, my boyfriend was actually the one that did it, yet he's not mad at him at all. It's so unfair. grrrr. I'm going to go read, and play on neopets now...to try to forget my problems.
Monday, August 25, 2008
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