legitimate

I took my piercings out for a couple of days, but the night I made the decision to take them out was the day I bought more piercings. Fuck that, because I can't return them; I already opened the package. I might as well wear them. I also bought some metal spiral earrings that are only a 10 gauge, being a huge downsize from my all time high of 5/8". Again, sorry for the lack of posting. Despite having an app on my iPhone for blogging, it's not much fun to do on a tiny piece of machinery. Typing is so much easier on a keyboard.

Payday was today. Worked my first seven hour day and drank my first cup of coffee to survive the 6am to 1pm morning to lunch shift. Actually drank another cup after my shift was up. I think I like cappuccinos a lot. It's not like my growth can be any more stunted or my teeth can get any more yellow anyway.

pay me

I don't work Sunday, Monday, Wednesday, or Friday. My paycheck was a hundred and six more dollars than my last, so I'm happy. I was afraid that with the tiny shopping spree I took my dad on for Father's Day that I wouldn't be able to pay the $190 (maximum) fee for my ticket. Luckily my paycheck can cover the entire maximum fee if needed. I was elated knowing that I could buy my father what seemed like anything he wanted. We went to Target with Teri (my dad's girlfriend/girl/friend) to blow time before assigning my court appointment; with our luck, they were out to lunch when we got there. In the end, I got my dad a forty dollar basketball for him to use at the gym, a DVD copy of Grandma's Boy, as well as the fifth and sixth season of Family Guy. All of it was about 80 bucks total and with spending 40 dollars taking my friends out to dinner the night before, I was a little low on money. I work 14 hours a week at a minimum wage job; give me a break. I took two of the four facial piercings out a couple days ago, one because it was inevitable, and one because I was mad at it. Realistically, my middle and right piercing are still open, but I don't like having both in at once, so I switch off every so often. It's not terrible. It could be worse. I'll just get more piercings that people can't see. ;9 lol.

That's about it for now. I'm going over to Zach's tonight with my father to get hammered and to steal Zach's old iPhone. Exciting! Anyway, Pokemon Pearl update!



Mismagius, F, Lv. 41
Name: Misdami

Ampharos, F, Lv. 42
Name: Mari

Gardevoir, F, Lv. 36
Name: Abernathy

Whiscash, M, Lv. 27
Name: Julius

Toxicroak, M, Lv. 45
Name: Derrick

Ambipom, M, Lv. 35
Name: Slinger

repeat chorus (x42)

God damn, dude. My love handles haven't been this predominant since I was about thirteen. I haven't had a legitimate workout (other than sex) in weeks. My little formation of abs is practically gone and looking in the mirror is not a good thing for me to do, more so now than ever. My excuse is that I've been busy, but really I'm not. I'm only working fourteen hours this week, I have no homework, nor any other obligatory tasks to complete (for the most part). I did finally go for a jog around the block like I used to do last night. I was so elated when I came home it was sad. Other than my crippling self-esteem, work is going fine. I've found a method to keeping my left lip piercing open, but it's only a matter of time before my co-workers notice. Until then, I'm happy. I went to the luncheon for my scholarship today held by Kawannis at (something) Mia's in downtown San Jose. I still speak in front of crowds terribly. I have a facial twitch and it was goin' off like a motherfucker. I was so embarrassed, but more so disappointed in myself for not being able to accomplish the simple feat of talking to a crowd of fifty plus people. It's not that bad.

Look, a giraffe.

mother mary

This has probably been the longest amount of time in between posting blogs. I can't exactly say I've been busier than usual. It's more along the lines of laziness and general fatigue from work and lack of sleep. I don't really have that much to say, other than I kind of like working at McDonald's. It forces me to be social, but I've come to realize that I've never had to fake a smile. I genuinely enjoy working with people. Working McDonald's is like playing Diner Dash or one of those games like that. I'm not even kidding. By the by, the piercings are still in. I'll make it last as long as I can.

mcCRACK

I might have to take my piercings out for good. I bought invisible studs for my lip (x3) and my eyebrow last night after work, but within twenty minutes of my shift this morning, my manage blatantly asked me to take them out. Luckily, she didn't notice my eyebrow piercing, which would've closed up faster than my left lip piercing, which DID close up. Puncturing myself day after day feels like it shouldn't be an option. I got an interview call from the Savemart grocery store closest to my house last night, so after my shift ended at ten this morning, I went home and got ready for the interview at 12:40. He noticed the invisible studs as well, including the eyebrow piercing. I am not thrilled by that at all. The interview went well besides that and I should know by the end of the day whether or not I got the job. If I do get the job, I'm going to have to drop the McDonald's job like a hot potato. Part of me is hoping for this, considering the fact that I look like a boy in my uniform, I have to wear a hat (hate wearing hats), and it's MCDONALD'S. I know if I work anything than a four hour shift, two out of four of my facial piercings will close, one of them to the point of not being able to repuncture. These face holes really have become a part of me, so looking in the mirror and seeing nothing makes me feel disgusting. I don't know. I'll figure it out. I'll obviously take them out if my job requires it, and if they close up, they close up, but fuck. No piercings?! At all!? Ugh.

wish-a-wish

Listening to:
Foo Fighters - The Colour And The Shape

Playing:
Nintendo DS - Rune Factory 2 (don't laugh at me)

I got my license in the mail today. They made me take my glasses off, and I was totally unprepared for the picture. My signature is hilarious though, looks like I just learned cursive -- fucking computerized signature takers. I was shocked to see I only had one facial piercing in the picture. That means over the past six to eight months, I've gotten two more lip piercings and an eyebrow piercing. I'd say that's pretty impressive/sad. I have had a pretty eventful last couple of days, but I consider it more diary worthy than blog worthy. I own a diary that I hope will be published one day when I die, but I write in it so rarely that I doubt any of it will be worth reading or even make much sense. I've had Anne Frank syndrome for the past year or so. What else, what else. Oh. Just to let you know, I have every intention of posting pictures on this blog sometime soon. The computer I use most doesn't read SD cards anymore, so if it takes a while before I post pictures, bear (bare?) with me. Pictures make everything more interesting. I'm also planning on posting my list of visited webcomics in a couple of days. I posted it on my MySpace blog, but I've started reading more since then. Beware, some of them are naughty; just keep an open mind and you'll be fine.