vxxen's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm a fighter! I FINALLY got rid of Steve. Well, what I mean is that I got RIF of the desire to talk yo him or interact with him. sometimes I get the 'pangs' but they're not strong enough to disregard NY self a respect to talk to him. Nothing he says is interesting anyway. I signed up for the port authority police test. I hope I get to take it. The randomly chooses who gets to take it. I'm hoping that because I'm a black woman, they'll choose me. I Wes to get out of Starbucks. Fuck Starbucks and my racist, ratchet ass boss. Fycken bitch. But anyway. I was sevwely depressed for like 3 weeks. I'm bwtter now. If it wasn't for my mother, idk how I would have made it without her. I love my mother. Thank God for her. So, now now I'm better. I had to take my depression pills for a while. I'm back in my garden, doing my chores getting out of bed and shit. I really, really want to be a port authority cop. After 5 years, they get 90grand. 20 years and I'm out lol I wanna travel. I want my own apartment. I want money! I'll be all right. 10:40 p.m. - June 19, 2017 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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