i'm free, free at last

The last two days have been shittacular. I mean that in the deepest sense of the made up word. Oof. My head is throbbing as I type this. I need a drink and a nap. In that order, but more than one drink please. Thanks.

Let’s break it down for you non believers. Yesterday I had my orientation. It was ok, all of the classes I wanted we’re pretty full but I got them. Just not the times or days I wanted. So basically I have classes Mon, Tues and Wed. Psych, English, Math and Interpersonal Communication. Sweet Jesus!

I’m excited that I’m finally starting up again, just not excited about the whole community college thing. You wouldn’t believe how many parents there were there. All of those little bastards look young! I’m an old lady, depressed sob! Sorry, I went off on a tangent there. Back to the parents thing though, good god! I was texting Satan and I said you have to cut the cord sometime. So true!

After orientation I was leaving to get to work and while on the highway my power steering went out. While I was doing seventy! I almost crashed into the cement divider. It was super scary and traumatic! I got the car back into check and made it to a gas station eventually where I bought power steering fluid. Unfortunately for me I couldn’t figure out where to put the damn stuff in. There was no cap that screamed ‘Power Steering Fluid Here Retard’ I even had some random dude look, nothing! I gave up after fighting with my dad on the phone. Apparently, it’s super easy to find. (Except for the fact that he went out to look this morning before I went to work, AND COULDN’T FIND IT! Super easy to find huh? Dick!) When I turned my car back on after the gas station it just started working again. Say it with me “THE FUCK?” I was still terrified to drive it on the highway, but I made it to work.

After “working” for three hours and forty minutes I said goodbye and went home. Except when I got there I had no keys to get in. Sweet, I had to drive over to my Grandma’s house and visit just so I could get in the house. All I wanted to do was do some laundry and go to bed. Perhaps read a bit of Eclipse. But no, I get calls from everyone I didn’t want to talk to. Including Ian, Bryan and Josh. Josh I could have tolerated but I was just in the mood to talk to no one so he was fucked. The Ian thing, really now? Fuck you. We aren’t friends. Don’t call me to see how my Grandpa is doing and how things are going! I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Ugh. I was pissed. Then Bryan started calling. I was like fuck this. I text Satan to tell her I was turning my phone off. (Which I never did) And read my book and passed out. I do remember some of the rage I was and am still feeling. I’ll just share one text I sent with you.

10:06 p.m. – Ok, I just had an extremely shitty day. I just wanted a little piece and quiet to read Eclipse and pass the fuck our. But no! It’s lets see who can make Sam feel like a bigger pile of shit day. Ian, Bryan, Josh. Fuck them all to the hottest pits of hell. I’m fucking done. I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to be dead to them. It’ll be easier. Just not going to talk to them for like ever. STOP FUCKING CALLING ME. I HAVEN’T ANSWERED ONCE! LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! ENRAGED.

When I type in all caps, I mean business.

Ugh.

So after that I tried to fall asleep but it was hard considering all I could think of was how to break the news to my boss today. So the two hours I got really didn’t do it for me.

Cut to today. It was horrible. I decided to let my job know that I’m going back to school. Yeah, that starts Monday. It’s Friday. Oops. Needless to say they didn’t take it very well. I got fired. Technically. I have to stay for the next week or two and do as many hours as I can until they can find a replacement. I’m ok with that because that means I’ll be job hunting this weekend. Wish me luck!

In the grand scheme of things I think I’m ok. Because for a part time job I think I have ideal days open. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I think anyone would want me. I’m awesome after all. I want to find something close to home and that pays at least ten an hour. Any suggestions? Actually, if Satan doesn’t mind I might apply at her place of employment.

Also in that same scheme I DON’T HAVE TO WORK HERE ANYMORE! WOO HOO. It is a bit sad though, I can’t for the life of me figure out why. Sigh.

But that entire means is I’m going to be slacking even more than normal for then next week or two and getting paid to do it. Hee. I’ll do just enough to keep myself from being thrown out the door. Actually if they ok it, I’d like to come back here for the summers. But that will probably never happen.

Side note. A girl that worked here and left is back filling out an application. I think she’ll take probably take my position. What’s funny is she’s a totally weird. She named her daughter after Trinity from the Matrix. That’s taking things a bit too far as far as I’m concerned. Weirdo.

It’s 4:22 p.m. and I’m counting down the minutes. I’m so ready to go home. I have a headache and I made myself nervous all day so my tummy is a teeny bit funky. I just want to go home and take a Motrin, lay out a bottle of water and my PJ’s and go to our spot and get FUCKED UP!

I deserve it god dammit! The last two days have been hell. And I have so much shit to do its ridiculous, school supplies, get my books, pay for my car tabs, check to see if my financial aide came through so I can pay for my books with it instead of my trusty CC and apply for another school loan. I’m going to be super broke for the next couple of months. Or years. Whatever.

Jesus Henry Christ. It’s only been three minutes. Could this day go any slower please?

P.S. I want Twilight folders and school supplies. I’m sick in the face.