i want a raise darm it!!! i deserve one. well.. at least i feel that i do. i mean i work hard. I am like the energizer bunny in that place... i never stop to sit or rest or think. just work work work and yeah its easy and blah blah blah but its work and someones got to do it and unfortuantely its me.. doing it all for 7 (yeah 7!) freaking dollars an hour! And im so sick of it.... Ive been there almost 4 months now.. well i thin. started august something. like august 15 or 10th... ok then only 3. but i should get a raise. i so should. i should. grr. i need money. well i dont need. no im not gonna say that. i need to move out. thats something everyone needs to do. so i dont neeed alot just that one thing. a big big thing that i want to do so so bad but noooooo... i cant because im stuck here attatched to my mothers womb forever. FOREVER! i dont need alot... just some tunes and some grindage and my own apartment to enjoy them in. tear. nextly (yup thats a word.. now) um.. nextly... i went to school. yep. class started at 3:30 today woot. it normally starts at 2:30.. oi. thats a looooooong bloody class. i saw andres again. lol. backpack? and thats all im gonna say. hmm what else? class was dumb and boring but my... what do u call them? are they teachers? or professors? just.. the dude... he liked my inclass essay so thats good. he said i had "great examples" lOL! thats funny cuz the WHOLE paper was a HUGE example. i just wrote a bunch of quotes lol. teachers... or dudes. or whatever. the boys in my class who i thought hated me cuz they give me weird looks invited me to some dude.. excuse me "hommies" party thing. i thought it was funny that they called him a hommie. I saw brett too. i would have waved or something. i mean i dont want to be rude. but i think he secretly hates me so i decided to be cool and run away lol. oi thats not really funny. whatever. i dig fanta I hung out with timmmy for a little and then his class got canceled and we went to my house to get some eats. and and then i went to the new partners metting. yeah. it wasnt as boring as i thought it would be. not saying it wasnt boring. just not pull my hair out break my own ribs and pee my pants boring... seemed short. and sweet and to the point. or whatever. while i was at the meeting tim and my mom had like a bible study something or other. yeah. i dunno. i think its really cool. tims seems to enjoy learning about all this stuff. which is good cuz its good. yeah. i just dont know how i feel about the whole hanging out with my mother for an extended period of time thing. and without me. (well i like that part but still) what gives. i guess i should stop being so stupid. i dunno whatever doesnt even matter i dont even know what im thinking anyways. so whatever. went to tims. watched the big lebowski. good stuff. but steve died. he died. he cant die. i dont like dying movies. or dying in movies or whatever. im in a weird mood. still. this whole.. past something or others. i dont even know how long.. comes and goes. im a weirdo. i need a hug. i think i'll just go to sleep. or I'll sit here with nothing to do for 3 more hours. whatever. I have to read 2 books. I havent started. maybe i should do something about that. maybe not. maybe... whatever? I got new clothes.. well old clothes technically. at good will. yup. pants for work and some tops and then i went to ross and got 2 more tops. ACDC tshirt and a green one. like em lots. yup. they had cool photoalbums but i didnt get any. and i was like "whatever". im saving up for a cell phone. HA! Tomorrow should be fun. me and tim are going to the beach. i think. thats the plan anyways. tim is sleeping probably. im bored. i guess i'll do something like.. something. sleep? AH! i am so.. i dunno.. i feel like i have to do something. but theres nothing to do. gah! so on sunday I weighted 119.8lbs. and today i am 113.3 lbs. woot. thats 6 lbs lost in less than a week... or something. I type 50-60 wpm. cuz i type like 50 if i have o clue what im about to write.. and 60ish if i do know what im writing. is that good? i dnno what the average person types so whatver. my chap stick was put in the wash. it survived. whatever...