my damn phone is auto correcting Lupita into Lolita. my phone knows absolutely nothing. i’m trying to spread a good message and my phones just screwing it all up.
i have no experience in life. my parents literally don’t know the mess they’re building up and creating by not letting me live. i can’t even talk to boys? and they expect me to get married before i’m 30. smh
Pros: Our uniforms are all black.
Cons: We ALWAYS have ice-cream. And this may seem like a good thing, but listen to why it’s not. I have no self control. I keep eating ice-cream. We also get a special flavor each month (last month was moose-tracks, yum yum), and the ice-cream we have is like reeaallly good. I’m going to eat it all. watch me.
so much second hand embarrassment for the news reporters who are reporting absolutely nothing because there’s snow.
this weather is absolute shit. like it never snows in oregon. and when it does it’s weak. but today it decided to freakin blizzard and i have work tomorrow and they said we need to show up. but i don’t know how safe it is for me to be driving. like what i hate about living in a state where it barely snows is when it does snow, nobody’s prepared. i’m not prepared. my car’s not prepared. the state isn’t prepared. and then you’re asking me to show up at work and to just be “careful” on my way there. not acceptable.
and i love snow. it looks pretty outside. but I’m over here sweating because i don’t wanna lose my job.