Life Sucks... Then You Live Till 110

an then im back tio uni. an i cen dictch this place which is boring as grass/
go back to all my friends an stuff.
my writng is a bit better since its warmed up[ some. but it int greatr.
ever workd at a sopa shop during a sale? its shite man! rolf

someone comented on my porr spellin today in a privert messgae. in reply fuck wit, i hav arthristis an when its bad i cant typ so good.
its all the fuckin codl weather. when it warms up ill be better.
so cann it dude.

i was at work 2day an my old hgih school maths teatcher cam in for lavaneder shampoo. HE WaS HITTIN ON ME! all like, you grew up Carrie an youre v. pritty carrie an we shuld catchup carrie. he stared at my tits the wohle time! pervy ass. its so weird cause in school he htaed my gutz.
my revenge was 2 overcarhge him. haha

Giot drunk with some of my old hih schooll friends tonigth... and my old boyfirend Andy everyone called himj RandyAndy in school cause he was the school sleaz he way my frist and he dumped me not long afer we shagged
arshole hit me up like i was his random slut whenebver he felt like picking me back up again n i told him to fec off andfhid someones else liek my ex besty Kel cause shes the kinds of slut to go ina the backstet of his shag mobil. and then he wen adn told all my friednds thatd id give it up even though I didn.
funkedn men. i got this text yestreday from the gay ex and he wqays all like i misss u, i think i'm straigt and shit.
fuckem all say!!!!!

Twiddling my thumbs. Listening to my ipod. Not impressing my folks with my lack of job-searching. Some guy licked my cheek at the club on saturday. Highlight of my week. Let me vomit.

Because I am watching crap Infomercials and eating left over pavlova, lamenting the sad ass life I am currently living.
Lest take a look at last year, shall we? I got suspended from uni for possession of a banned substance on campus. it was only pot, so like, whatever, but the folks were not happy and immediatly insisted on me returning home to boringville to live with them. This sucks huge amounts of penis.
Then there was my boyfriend. Who stuck his tongue down my roomate's throat at my birthday party last year. I could have delt, I guess, cept my roomate was a GUY!!!! Ok, so you bat for a completely different team. Thats fine with me, just don't give me the 'your so awesome, i think i love you' speal. Why lie? Say, 'You know what? I like penis now.' I can deal with most shit in life. I just need the truth, you know? I think that finding out that your boyfriend is gay is hard enough without almost a year of lying...
Why am I writing any of this here? Whatever.
Then there was the whole move back here over Christmas where I don't think my mother looked at me or spoke to me the whole time we were packing up my third of the flat. Dad was cooler, but thats only because I think he know his logical hippie thing pisses mum off.
So now I've been fired from waitressing at this shitty liitle cafe and the folks have given me two weeks to find something else or their making me work for my uncle at his natural soap shop. Can you think of a more boring job? Soap selling person? I like soap as much as the next clean person, but I cant really see myself being a highly motivated seller.
Its getting towards half six, and if I get to bed now I'll miss dad getting up and avoid one of his long winded lectures about eight hours sleep. His lecture on the food groups is my favourite since I know for a fact all he eats at work is pie, kit kats and smiths originals.

After have this thing since, like, April last year, I finally have something to write:
I got fired today. For refusing to take out my eyebrow bar at work.
Cest la vi I guess.
What am I gonna do now? I've got the hireablity of Tommy Lee right now.
Fucking boss and his cross up his arse.