January 2011
I filled in my application form for Starbucks.
I am shitting my pants with he dread of getting an interview.
I probably wouldn’t have even been able to fill the damn thing in if my mum hadn’t have helped me :’) It was painful. This may seem like a cliche but honestly, having to think about your “qualities” has to be the hardest thing to do! Of course, no application is complete without the occassional lie...
I have a sore throat.
poop!
All i need is someone to answer me I need to tell...
caughtupinthespotlight:
that feeling you get when you like someone and continually tell yourself they don’t like you back. i don’t like that feeling.
Mind reading...
hello-brother:
I sometimes i wish i could read peoples minds! I wouldn’t want to have everyones thoughts coming at me at the same time but i would like to be able to pick and choose who to listen to.
Fo many reasons, i would like to be able to learn and later use secrets of people i don’t like, know what people think about me and see if people are genuine! It would be so fun! Just saying…
wherethecitymeetsthesea:
Sugar We’re Goin’ Down...
I have this application form for Starbucks
…and I really don’t want to fill it in. I DO NOT want a job, but I need a job as I cannot rely on my mother and father to give me money whenever I need it.
It didn’t actually hit me until now how scared I am to fill this thing in. I mean if I get an interview thats mega scary and although I doubt it will happen if it did I would not want to go. And then if I got the job that...
I love Robert Sheehan.
Sundays.
Sundays are so shit. They are slow. Boring. Repetitive. My bad hair day. The day that I dread. Give-up day. The day I do homework on. The day I don’t make my bed properly. The day I sit in the house and feel sorry for myself. The day I plan to do so many great things but do none of them. The day my mum always makes chicken.
Sundays are the days I hate most out of the entire week. They are...
I really wish I was born like ten years earlier...
He was just so lovely. Well he still is lovely, but a bit too old. But I like Robert Downey Jr…. But anyway, yeah, it would’ve been better if he was that age now, because then life would be good and I’d like him and be obssessed and have his posters on my walls. And stuff.
My life is complicated jgskrakjelwnfgbwekjg.
Not really.
Thought my cousin called me Barry, but apparently...
