Listening to: "Workin' For The Weekend" - Loverboy
Feeling: sorry
Well it finally happened. I got a job. I know, I didn't think it would ever happen either. It sucks so badly too. Factory work of the manual labor type. But hey, 9 bucks an hour starting pay is worth it I suppose. Yesterday I worked a double shift...16 hours of pure hell. I volunteered to do a double shit before I was even sure what I was going to be doing. See, I'm in quality control at Honda...and all the car parts and shit that have problems we have to check and recheck and fix if they need fixing. The parts I was checking yesterday were heavy as fuck and involved a lot of bending, turning, and overall moving around. I worked from 2:00 to 6:30 in the morning on that shit...and we worked fucking hard. We got what ussually takes 3 shifts of work to do done in 2 shifts. It was some kinda record or something at the plant. Anyhow, now I have blisters all over my hands and feet, a sore lower back, bruises all over my wrists from hitting them against shit, and an overall soreness on the rest of my body. It hurts to fucking stand. Hell, it hurts to type this right now. And the wrist pain even makes it hurt to jerk off(haha). I'd probably shoot myself in the face if it wouldn't hurt so much to pull the trigger. Nah, not really. But still, I am fucking sore.
In other news, its really fucking weird seeing people that used to be my underclassmen graduating from high school. I am not sure why...but it just feels...wrong? I guess. It makes me feel old. And graduation parties....gah...I hate those things. And I am going to like...several of them again this year. I'll probably skip out on most of 'em though just because they are so awkward and boring. Too many old people at those things. And another thing...I'm not giving anyone any money. Fuck that. I'm far too broke for that shit. I'm workin' on my own damn college fund. But hell, I should at least pay a visit to some of the people that came to my party...even if I can't afford to pay them anything back. Why are graduations such a goddamn hastle anyhow? I just don't understand.
I also just heard about a camping tripthis july that I might be taking with some friends of mine. It sounds like fun, but unfortuanately its a non-alcoholic trip. But we will see what I can do about that. I'll probably wind up getting some drugs or something for the trip, even though I probably shouldn't.
Anyhow, I'm done for now
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