Right about now I'd say my satisfactory level with life is pretty low. I can't seem to find peace with myself and everyone around me is conspiring to make my life misrable.
At Work: Nothing ever gets done. I'm one of the very few (like 2) ppl that actually tries. And God forbid I dont get my work done since Im also one of the very few (LIKE THE ONLY ONE) who's watched on the cameras everytime I work. I guess that can be considered a good thing though because if everyone else was watched, I'd be the only one employed. My routine at work consists of coming in and then immediately beginning the tasks that were supposed to be done during the last shift. Little things like cleaning off dirty tables, cleaning the entire floor, restocking all the utensils and condiments, filling ketchup bottles and cheese shakers, and sometimes even the ice when that doesnt get filled...but no biggie -_- While most sit around and text, I check my phone and then go back to work. I mean it's ridiculous. The new girl, aside from being an avid texter, lied about going to a funeral to get out of work so she could go to the beach with her parents..really, you faked a death just for that? Well damn I mean I hope you had the time of your life! The other new girl who tranfered from one of our other restaurants is also a texter...the first day I met her I watched her go sit down in the office and text. But do you think she will be penalized...not likely. My job is on the top of my list of reasons why I am constantly wishing that the next day will be move-in day at State.
At home: Things are just peachy. My mother's boyfriend is great and you can really rely on him...to sit in the living room all day playing video games...to sit on the computer or in front of the tv and blast his favorite rap songs for hours on end or watch the same movies and tv shows that every other ghetto black person int he country is watching on BET....to leave at night to go hang with the boys till the wee hours of the morning...to "hang with the boys" till the wee hours and actually be at his ex-gf's house....to do any and everything he wants. Can you count on him to wash the dishes? To do the laundry? To clean...anything? To cook? Nope. He's a dead-beat mooch who cheats on my mother and he's not good for anything else. And my mother...idk what's worse...the fact that he goes behind her back to see some ugly bitch every chance he gets or that she knows and catches him a lot of the time and does nothing. But it makes me sick to my stomach. She's even gotten on me about asking his permission to do stuff because he's "the man of the house" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? HOW IS HE GONNA BE THE HEAD OF A HOUSE HE DOESN'T PAY RENT FOR?? ugggghhhh they both piss me off. And lately it's been the worst. He doesnt act like he's a part of the family as it is but now my mom's been in this funk for the longest and I just wish it would end. It's not like we have to keep him for his money...he doesnt' pay anything anyway. Kicking him out would be a way to save on electricity, gas and food. But no, instead we live the way we do. Also one of the reasons Im ready to leave already.
In my Relationship: Everyone has their troubles to get through but our's never seem to end. If it's not trying to find the time in his busy schedule to see me, or my mother nagging me about never hanging out with my friends (meaning, I wish you wouldnt spend so much time with him) its crazy wanna side hoes who wont leave my man the hell alone. The skank to my right is Rozalia. She's been after my bf for the longest time and cant seem to loosen her grip. I got him to stop talkin to her for a while but she always came back. I scared her away by talking her myself and while she was gone she worked up some courage and came back...boldly. Sending him messages telling him how much she missed him and all that other bullshit. While sharing an anecdote with facebook about another one of his side hoes, this one commented: "lol" ha she made me laugh as well. What exactly were you laughing at when your just as crazy as the other girl? Then she sent me a message telling me my bf came to her house to give her a goodbye present before she moved. Well he definitely gave her something she wasn't expecting. Face-to-Face rejection. Nice try but your gonna have to better than lying....She also realized this and today, when my bf got home his little brother told him that she had been chatting him. Dogging me, trying to convince him that he should talk to his brother about breaking up with me so that she could have him. Was that really the best you could come up with? Well that was pathetic. In all this time that you've wasted chasing someone who doesn't want you, you couldve been focusing on trying to find a man that might. Good Luck though, you're defnitely gonna need it.
The pasty one one the right is Julie. This one right here is a piece of work. And while talking to Corbin's brother about breaking up with me does give Julie a run for her money, this girl was no small feat in my quest to keep my bf to myself. They'd been friends for a while when I came into the picture and all was good until me and Corbin had so many problems that we broke up last summer. That's when it all began. They were camp counselors together, giving her the chance to see him everyday which Im sure he loved. What she obviously didnt know is that he was still talking to me. We were still seeing each other and still having sex. So it was of course no surprise to most of our friends when we got back together. For her, it was a different story. Getting all of her friends to join in she made a complete ass of herself making it seem like there was something goin on btw her and my bf. And I suppose wanting everyone to be even, by staying friends with her, Corbin helped her succeed in making me look like an ass as well. But after a long and streuous battle, their friendship was ended and all was right in the world. But she didnt stay away long and much like Rozalia, she was also one for sending messages but uniquely when she didnt get replies she would become enraged, telling Corbin that she was done with him and he was a waste of time. I cannot count the number of times she said that on my fingers and toes. Then months after he'd stopped talking to her and deleted her as a friend, she got his new cell number and texted him, giving the her signature speech and also in her own special way, she contacted him the next day...he had eight missed calls. It's all over...for now. What it will take for them to move on to someone available that wouldnt mind dating a psycho...idk but hopefully they'll figure out something soon.
In the mean time, I'll be trying my hardest to get through exactly 28 more days until I move to Raleigh..Im sure the fun will really begin for my relationship when Im gone.
FML
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