true story!

Sometimes i would like to puch my life in the face! maybe thats a little extreme, but the last couple of weeks have been poopy. In the beginning i was bitter about everything, now i realize it was for the best, and sometimes its funny, if and only if you catch me in the mood!! I just wish i could have changed how things happened! Now that im on the hunt for a job again, (part of the reason things have been poopy,) no one is hiring, when i had a job everyone was hiring. what are the odds!!! Anyways i go for an interview a few days ago dressed nice. Khakis, nice shirt, cute shoes, makeup, hair fixed...yeah all the works. And i walk in the door the lady says "well (click) normally when i do interviews (click) people wear black pants" so yeahh you can imagine the look on my face as she proceeds to say " i guess maybe (click) you might have (click) something that can (click) wow me, so sit down (click) and hopefully this (click, click, click) isnt a waste of my time." At this point my blood pressure is like 1000/1000 and the only thing i can think of is how i would like to beat her up with the friggin pen she kept clicking the entire time...ughh! And to top it off she had some weird accent and the whole time i kept making up all these sayings using her accent and saying them to myself....and occasionally i would giggle. Needless to say, i dont think i will be getting that job!

Next. Float trip! bahaha! Its 5:oopm and my ohhh so clever father and boyfriend decided we should go floating. Hey thats a clever idea... except there isnt any water, dads tube busted, mine had a hole in it, and brandon, well bless his heart he just dont stay on a tube very good, and he isnt wearing any shoes. Time flys on and its pitch black outside...and the 3 of us are walking down the creek with one tube....ohh boy! Several bruises, scratches, and 7 hours later we are walking down the road on the way home. ha. yeah we are morons for sure!

next. the bathtub at the apt has to be fixed all the time, and this in return is starting to tick me off, bc the maintance people think they can just bust all up in the apartment ready or not. i mean thanks for fixing it 3 days a week but serioulsy could you knock, or push that big white button beside the door...its called a DOOR bell...ahhh what a clever idea. Anyways i just got out of the shower and bammmm the door flys open and in walks a bunch of guys...yo seriously?? Thank goodness i had clothes on because i was about to scar a bunch of maintence men for life. Moral of this paragraph..KNOCK on peoples doors!!!!!

thats all for now!

Ps- pray for aunt Jodi's patillo babies! :)