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2:45 p.m. - Thursday, May. 19, 2005
Big ol' B.A.
So I graduated. I'm a straight up B.A. bitch. Love it.

Now I need some crazy job for the summer and for while I'm studying fashion design next year. I've been walking around Montreal in mary janes that make my heels bleed for two days, being really obsequious towards people I normally wouldn't even want to talk to, handing out some busted resumes with a bunch of fake jobs on them, because all my *real* jobs have ended in my just not showing up to work one day and then never coming back again, or much, much worse. Its all been a real drag.

Besides seeking heinous employment, since graduating I have abused copious amounts of cocaine and marijuana, ingested moderate amounts of MDMA, and imbibed so much whiskey and tequila I nearly lost a kidney. That was week one. Week two I kept it real and simply consumed endless amounts of bagels, corn muffins, pizza, pasta, chocolate, and birthday cake. Yeah, it was my birthday! I'm fat now, happy birthday to me.

In other news the 21 year old troglodyte who I unadvisedly slept with and who spazzed out on me at 4 in the morning one night when I was so drunk I already felt like hurling because he clearly has fetal alcohol syndrome, or the crack he smokes has left him emotionally and mentally stunted, or whatever his fucking story is, has taken to following me around at shows, staring at me, trying to talk to me about god knows what, and also he showed up at my birthday party and stared at me and cornered me into convo a couple of times there too? Like nothing psycho ever even went down with us? Whatever. And the worst part is he lives with my cousin whose like my brother, and to avoid any further ucomfortably close drama I just have to smile and nod and excuse myself politely, in lieu of like, kneeing him in the sack. Frustrating. When will I ever not sleep with freaks?

Anyway, I had better get a job soon, bitch be broke. I'm hoping it will either be the Aveda store or Urban Outfitter, so if anyone is reading this send me some luck baby.

 

 

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