let me drive, let me drive, disappear in the night, like i was a ghost in your dreams

say goodbye, say goodbye, give a kiss and a sigh.

Never, never, never bring me back to your mind.

Let me slide, let me slide, roll off your mind,

like I was a movie you'd seen.

so i called that company and was totally turned off by 1. how throat cancer-y the lady sounded and 2. she was like already making plans on how i would get to virginia. before i even asked what the hell the job was. NO BITCH IM CALLING THE SHOTS HERE. anyways, i would be making a shit ton of money if the job was real. like enough to shower in a pool of money, and then eat some of it and then buy some more money and pay to punch people in the face.

as i was walking in to my apartment behind the projects, some black lady was across the pool fence and called out to me. she was like EY YOU WORK AT WALMART?! and i was like uh no. and she was like OH SNAP YOU LOOK JUST LIKE SOME GIRL THERE and i was like yea? and she laughed. and i wanted to be like, yea? is that funny? i could buy that bitch and your crack habit with my salary. hahahahahhahaah thatwasfuckingmean. what probably happened was she wanted a refund and was ready to jack me in the face but then realized oops.

supposedly my new expensive awesome birthday camera will be here tomorrow. but i dont get to open it until my birthday which is in TWO DAYS. i've had a few people text/email me saying happy birthday all premature and shit. this is the first time anybody's really acknowledged my stupid birthday in years and THEY GOT IT WRONG WAY TO SCREW IT UP EVERYBODY. it's not too late to send me express delivery presents. SEPTEMBER 23. don't be the one i pay to punch in the face when i make my first million.

so lately i've been really fucking sick. at first i thought it was something i ate cus we left some food out and i decided to eat it anyways but turns out IM STILL SICK TWO WEEKS LATER. i think maybe something is slowly exploding inside of me. it feels like corrosive acid is spewing out of it. i guess i could schedule a doc appointment but army doctors are basically the most useless of the service industry ever. it's probably a ruptured gallbladder and they would tell me its kidney failure. how sad at the age of 21 (almost 22!) my stupid body failed. i might try a detox. 

maaaaaaaybe.

last year for my birthday it was a wednesday and my army supervisors decided to make us all move furniture. until about 9 pm. i had a HUGE  stupid kidney infection. so i was keeled over basically the entire day and evening. it was happy fun time! i hope this year the birthday fairy brings me a god damn exploded appendix.