Had an interview at Movie Madness on Tuesday; manager told me I'd know by next week, so I'm hoping I got the job. I'd like to leave Acorn. I mean... I'm grateful, but fuck. There's a lot of bullshit happening there and it's simply because Bob's an asshole. As a minimum wage worker, I am not paid to put up with that nonsense, so I see no point in staying, especially when I'm terrified of pissing off one manager and just looking at the other one's unibrow too often.
*crosses fingers*
Been off my meds for nearly two months now. I sunk into a bit of a mood the other night and couldn't pull myself out, but going to work helped. It always helps when I have something to do. I'm grateful that Acorn's given me stuff to do, and for pay, but... damn.
Senior parade's this afternoon; they're calling us out to fix up our cars at 2:30. Mine's painted and everything, so I just have to wait for Carrie's madre to bring my tub of water balloons. She took them this morning to keep them from, you know...
... 'sploding. XD
I've got two good aimers in my car, so we should nail quite a few underclassman. Party Like a Rock Star's going to be blasting. Squee.
Fuck. Work tonight, 4-8. Might be able to actually crash tonight; haven't been sleeping very well lately, so I've tried to be productive in my insomnia. I fell asleep in English today, though, something I've never done before, so maybe I'll be able to sleep for more than a few hours tonight.
Have to make an eye appointment, too. Fucking contacts are being a pain in the ass, scratching my cornea and making my eyes quite uncomfortable.
AHHH! Have to get gas and go home afore work! Christ Almighty, I was trying to avoid doing that. -_-
Random song quote: "Wait; I'm coming undone!"
--Snyder