So far, it's been a very boring summer. Asides from my vacation trip to California for my birthday, the summer has been very boring, lacklustre and just generally dismal. Poor ratings all around. I haven't had a dismal summer in awhile, and it's so disappointing considering how wonderfully the summer started. All the fun just went away as soon as I touched down in Atlanta. What else is new? Perhaps it's life's way of telling me there really is nothign for me here, so hurry up and get your shit and get out.
In the last week alone, list of horrible things.
1. I was blatantly denied a promotion. Some chic who went to some local community college is going to be my "team leader." How insulting. You attend the best schools and study law so much that you can quote Lord Denning and an ass kissing chic is going to be your manager. Only in Atlanta will that happen.
2. ON Friday I took a half day vacation to go finish up my leg iece. I actually pulled money from my savings to do this. Which was very ill-advised considering I need to be saving my cash for my move. But I thought the new ink would cheer me up. I left work super early and was so excited. So excited. I am rarely excited for anything but this time I was. I had a nice lunch, got a pedicure and was ready to add some color to my koi fish leg piece. He just fucked it up. Either he was in a hurry or he wasn't felling inspired enough, I don't know. But he just fucked it up totally. He could tell I as disappointed and told me, Oh, come back and we'll touch it up. Why don't we fix it now? Why do they make you come back? I've never understood that. So that just crushed my weekend. The one thing that could have cheered me up, psst, gone out the window.
3. Spend the rest of the weekend getting my hair done. Something told me that there's a distinct possibility my hair wouldn't turn out okay. Since I hadn't been lucky so far you would think I would postpone it and do something else, but I still went for it, determined that this would write the wrong. It didn't. My hair is a mess. It's not as full as I would have liked. It's just like chicken scratch all through. The one redeeming quality of my weekend, gone just like that. It just truly tells you that "cheap is not in." I used a cheaper outlet to braid my hair and this is what I got. If I had spent more money like I did the last time, I would have gotten a better outcome. Never go cheap, it never works out in the end.
4. Finally I just checked my account and I am broke. I have about $40 left from now till next weekend, that's about 10 days away. Will that even cover gas money? That means another sucky weekend awaits me, and there's only so much you can do in Atlanta without money. Only so much. Barnes and Noble here I come apparently.
There you have it, list of things that suck just based on one weekend. I shudder to think how long the list would be if I cared to itemize all the other weekends this summer.
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