I vowed to never ever start another blog site as long as I lived because of the bad memories of Xanga but look at me now!
How to start my first blog ever?! What to talk about?! Now I remember why I rarely blog on Myspace. I usually blog about me, because lets face it...it is all about me! Okay really now I will stop and get to something good.
Today was pretty much an ordinary day at work but there was nothing ordinary about waking up at 6am after two full weeks of waking up at 1pm. Is it so bad for me to be in a bad mood? I think not. I think it was perfectly justified but then I jammed my CD full blast and danced to it on the freeway. Have you ever found yourself driving on the freeway and a weird person is dancing or singing their heart out while singing into their comb or Starbucks coffee? Yeah *points at self* thats me baby! Who cares!! When will you ever see me again? Probably the next day but that does not kill my thrills and joys.
I got a call a second ago about a job interview I have scheduled for tomorrow @ 1:30pm! Do not get me wrong I love my current job but it cannot pay the bills! I mean who is suppose to live decently off 14K a year?! Well my name is not Jesus and I cannot make millions from one 20 dollar bill (why use your power of multiplying things to get more fish? C'mon Jesus! Multiply money and invite everyone to a filet-0-fish at Mcd's). Therefore I find myself at the point where I have to find a new job. I am sad to break the news to my boss but what else is there to do? I need the money. This job I have an interview for is a 10 month 8.0 hr job with benefits. No silly not THOSE benefits but the dental and health care ones. Yeah I know you were not thinking like that at all but I was, ha!
I am sorry to jack this idea from you Colby but I think it is great. Do any of you have a "special" box? Again not your condom box or kinky sex toys one but a box where you store items that mean a great deal to you. An example "special box" would be the box that Truman had in his basement from The Truman Show with Jim Carey. To those who live in the dark ages and have never seen the movie I suggest you watch it! It comes on TBS every other week. Anyways I have a special box of my own which has many things ranging from report cards to letters of my best friends back in high school. A majority of my box are my report cards going all the way back to 1st grade. But why? I love to remember how back in the day no one really thought anything of me. I actually had horrible grades in elementary school and I was not the brightest in the bunch. As elementary school passed something happened that made me be more
accomplished in school I started being in the honor roll in school and I was very good at math. For once in my life I felt that I was able to do something and do it well. At this point I began to store everything that had to do with school. High school started and all these programs that send you to Washington DC or New York to represent your state were sending me all these applications. Now I know many of you got these too but to me it meant the world! Another thing you would find in my special box are my acceptance letters, traffic violations, and movie stubs to all the movies I have been to since freshman year. If you need a year for that it would be 2002.Oh Bush I hate you, I'm sorry I had to.
Well I think I am done here! Have a good one guys!
2 comments:
First comment! Good stuff right here, I actually liked all of that. I wanna see ya jamming down the highway with your comb too though, hah. Never seen the Truman Show, so I guess I'm a bum for that, doh. I guess I kinda have a special box. I have my money, checks, old receipts, old bills to keep all organized, work stubs, you know how it goes. Well, talk soon. :)
Im not quite sure who you are, hah but I'm a frequenter of Bird's blog so i figured I'd give you a read and it was actually entertaining. Good Job
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