So I went to go turn in an application at the slackers in the mall I work in because they are doing interviews and when I came back my manager said she went up there and was talking to the guy she knows that works there and apparently I wont even get an interview because they rarely hire girls. Even though every other time I go in there a girl is working. Ugggh.
So the other night my friend Amanda turned 20 and had a party. To say the least I can’t remember the last time I’ve had so much fun. Even though drunk Shannon embarrasses sober Shannon as she recalls all the weird shit says and does the next morning. I really miss hanging out with this group and I made a few new friends and I really want to do this shit again soon. Also I think I like myself more when I drunk because I’m more outgoing, funny, happy, and affectionate. But then again who isn’t? Hahaha.
Still remincing about the really attractive guy on the loop with tattoos and a Blues hat walking his cute great dane named Backes.
Times I actually give a shit that I’m not better looking.
Uuuugggghhhhh
I am too damn mad right now. So for some reason I switched shifts with this girl at work tonight and totally forgot we had The Evil Dead coming out, so not only was I mad because of that but there were like 7 decent looking boys and two really really good looking boys plus my manager that I have a ridiculous crush on, my favorite manager and two other people I work with in it and I’m just like god daaaaaamnit.
And since I’m on the subject of work, none of these bastards ever want to switch shifts with me but always want me to switch with them, not anymore bitches. I just want to go to the damn City Museum tomorrow night.
I mainly like the snow because I can throw snow balls at these derps and they will try to catch them forever.
I don’t think my collection of pins, chapstick, candles, and sunglasses is ever going to stop increasing.
