I'm currently at work and it's fucking with my emotions. I'm tired and emotional. Plus my uterus is supposed to start killing me any day now. It's just not my day.
My shift is from 11 to 8 today. It's way too fucking early for me to be here let alone for people to be ordering pizza.
Like who orders pizza before 2 in the afternoon bro?
I keep wanting to cry every time I'm in a call because I'm too mentally tired for this job right now. I juast wanna be home curled up with the book I just checked out the library. I haven't held a real paper book in so long I want to enjoy this. But I can't even fucking do that because I gotta work. To add insult to injury, I don't get paid until Monday.
I'm hungry now though..
I just wanna go to sleep.
I can't wait to get paid so I can be a true fat bitch with my money. I'm about to be buying so much foot at the college sense I'm taking a class over there.
I'm bout to be big stressed this year. I take honors pre cal, but I can't do math. I take so studio art design, but I always forget to do those assignments. I take French 3, but I can't speak French. Plus I take dual enrollment English comp, I love English, but college ain't no bitch. Some professors are real hard asses that demand the most out of their students despite them being new to college.
I just want to go home and spend time with my self. I've been surrounded all damn week at school. I need to be able to breath without smelling must or bad breath. I need to be able to open my eyes without seeing stupid fucking teenagers everywhere.
I just wanna graduate already so I can move out and move away to another state.
I won't lie and say I havent been having at least a little bit of a good time at school. Shit I was skipping class on the first day of course I had fun. I have almost every class with my best friend. We bout to be back on our bullshit.
"Purd."
-Ashaunte 2019
I swear I'm gonna trade mark that one day. It's so much better than saying period to me. I'm country so I like the sound of wacky country twang.
I should get a t-shirt with that on it...
Update. Work is finally over and I got Asian food to cry over tonight. I am happy.
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