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So yea, work really really really sucks. I wish I didn't have to go, but I need the money, being since my mother and everyone else refuses to buy me anything, including clothing. I realized this morning after throwing away yet another pair of old ripped up jeans that were no longer wearable, that I only have 2 pair of pants left.
I don't get paid untill the 18th because of a big mix up over my check and the amount of hours I worked, and so now I have 2 pair of pants for 2 weeks. One pair of which are apart of my work uniform.
Fuck.
Today my backpack and jacket was stolen. I left it in 5th period while I went and had a disscussion with the councelor, and when i came back to grab my stuff, it wasn't there.
Thats not even the bad part. I can get another backpack, I can buy an new cd player and burn the cds again, and I can even re-do the assignments that were in there, but today was the day I happend to bring my datebook to school.
Inside that datebook, was all my adresses and phone numbers, 2 ID cards, my driving permit, and even my social security card.
Someone litteraly just stole my whole life.
Fuck.
I still have the hugest crush on Justin brown.
today he walked by my 6th period class like 6 times waving to me.
*SIGH* He's soooooo cute.
When I get paid, I'm gonna ask him to dinner, or maybe a movie, or maybe both. Who knows.
Maybe I should just ask him for coffee.
It only feels a little weird because hes a sophmore and I'm a JR. Next year he'll be a JR. and I'll be a SR. and that doesn't seem so bad, but well, it still feels weird.
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