I went to Missouri with Chris and Ryan today. It was sorta fun. I mean, it wasn't bad. Whatever.
I worked tonight..and ok, we got this bad storm, right? So a few of the girls went out to move everyone's cars and RIGHT when they got done-(seriously, they couldn't have planned it ANY more right to the point), dust started flying everywhere on the hill across from us...then everything sorta went crazy. Rain and wind..and whatever..and I was scared because it was slanted rain, so if it hailed, it wouldn't have mattered that my car was under the tarp-which, btw, was blowing back and forth..and the doors kept opening. Well then it stopped, and then we got two busses..they were the same school-a boy's and girl's softball and baseball team. And they ruined my night and pissed me off. One of the girls goes "I don't like the waitresses"..and the guys were making comments on some other rude things..and they were all standing in the way..they didn't leave a tip..they were just awful. I mean, the LEAST they could have done was at least called in to say they were coming. I mean, two busses? In a restaraunt with ten booths? I don't think so.
Wal Mart lost one of my rolls..I'm pissed.
I'm not having a good week at all. I tried to bring up something to Ryan, and I didn't get the answer I was looking for..and it sucks..And I don't get how to make him see why I'm scared..AHH..Frustration!
Steve and Gig came in tonight, and so did Todd, his wife and Tucker. Hm.
I'm tired, but who gives a shit? I'm sleeping in.
Fuckers.
Not in a good mood. Nope, not at all.
I don't know, I'm not a doctor..fuck..Congratulations..Not gonna lie..I like this song (I heard those things over and over today)
Love,
Chelsea
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