¿WHaT ThE HiLL?

¿WHaT ThE HiLL?

4.20.2003

 

...this break has sucked more than a prostitute on bourbon.

and yes, joseph. thats BOURBON STREET...although i guess the hypothetical prostitute could actually be DRINKING bourbon...
ANYWAYS, shes "MY HYPOTHETICAL PROSTITUTE!! AND SHE CAN BE DOING WHATEVER SHE WANTS!!"

i worked 11 hours on friday. (not to mention the hours i put in on thurs. too)
This WaS sUppOseD 2 Be my BreAk!

...with each and every square inch of that shop i'm made to mop over twice and THEN mop, i want to cry.
...and then i think about being a hot shit lawyer, and only having to sweep out the floor mats of my hot shit car, and i think - its all going to pan out one of these days...

and then i think about how i'm treated like shit...and i'm a bitch for money. They make me come in at 9, and promise me that i'm allowed to leave around 3 or 4...and then turn around and make me close shop at 8...which doesnt seem like much...(yeah, it does) but if you knew what closing shop was like, you'd cry yourself to sleep.
and the pathetic thing?
...i can't say no...because i need the effin money.
and i HATE BEING A WHORE TO MONEY!

*SCREAMS ALOUD*

ya know, it kills me...because we're not poor - daddy's a scientist with a doctorate that took over 12 years of school to get... & mothers a liscensed florist and has a college degree in interior design.

yet it seems as if we scrape the bottom of the fucking barrel every month.

excerpt from the song on loop:

"Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
Makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
It makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter"

...im a fighter.

...thats what i tell myself.

and i know its bitchy of me to fuss...(amazing grace softly plays in the background)
i mean, there are starving kids in africa who are dying each and every day... and chinease kids who would kill for my green beans, and cubans without...fresh water? (record scratches and skips off)

but HELL...i'm sick of being bitched out of the ablity to go eat crawfish with mary, or go to the movies with anna, yun and court, or go home and sleep.

its not fair.

...but i'm a fighter...

...right

~iM OuT~

lj [12:42 AM]

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