Want to know why I haven’t written in two weeks? It’s because I have been reduced to nothing, staying at home all day long, with no job and no money. And really? Who works over the summer? EVERY FUCKING BODY APARENTLY!
I am the only one of my friends who doesn’t have a job right now. And I cannot lie to you, my dear readers, but I don’t care not having money and not working my ass off. In fact, I enjoy waking up at noon, not showering until 4p and going out with friends when they get off work. It’s fantastic, but I feel like the biggest, laziest, fat ass in the whole world!
I have like five bucks and even though my parents keep saying they aren’t going to keep giving me money, they do. And maybe it’s their fault I have no work ehtic.
My best friend in the whole world is moving far far away from me in 17 days and I’m am so heartbroken. I will miss her so much. More than anyone can miss their best friend, because I’m that dramatic.
Off to Oregeon she goes, to start her life with her boyfriend and their new apartment and their dog. And even though I am extremly happy and excited for her, I can’t help but thing I’ll be at my parents house eating their food and living off them.
Seriously, I need a job. Want to give me one? I work hard and will steal slightly less from you than my last employer. Promise.
My sister just brought a grillled cheese sandwhich and an orange soda to me in my bedroom. I’m so pathetic.
