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The compressor on my car has been making a pretty horrid noise for the past 6 months or so and finally it's said, "Screw this, shit!" and is making a particularly scary noise when I accelerate, so I'mma have to go today to price them.
In rather depressing news, I bought the new Panic at the Disco CD and it was absolutely disgusting. I hate it with a passion. I'm so mad that they completely changed their sound. They sound like they fell out of the 70's. If I wanted folk/70's music I would go buy an oldies CD. I'm selling it back to the store I got it from even if they just give me five bucks back, that's all it's worth anyway.
Ah, but I think the best part of the last two weeks has been this--One of the girls at work who worked there for a year, quit for a year, then came back for a year just got a 40 cent raise. That's right! I've been there for two years and so has one of the other girls and we didn't get a raise! It's an incredibly beautiful thing. It's so incredibly frustrating when you know you're doing a good job because the managers have told you that--but someone who quit for a year then came back gets a raise before you. And the fact that it's not just ME but another girl, too. I just want to know the reason why she gets one even though she was gone for so long but we don't. Ugh.
Blah. I don't feel like typing anymore, I think I need a nap..
- Location:computer desk
- Mood:
sleepy - Music:the whir of the washing machine and my fan
So won't you kill me?
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry.
Whichever you prefer.
IT'S WATER YOU IDIOTS!!
I can't believe that.
Tuesday/Wednesday
My car overheated.
Left me at school.
I was out of antifreeze.
I also learned I couldn't even open my hood.
Convince my mom to let me have her.
- Location:room
- Mood:
content - Music:Hands Down Dashboard Confessionals
