The joys of finding jeans in the back of your closet...

Savior, he can move the mountians... My God is mighty to save... He is mighty to save!
(I can't get that song outta my head... I dont even know that words)

How am I supposed to walk into a temp agency and ask them to place me at job when I have NO useful skills, whatsoever? Starbucks really fucked me, I think... I can't really work a computer or answer a phone, but I can make coffee?

I already knew how to do that!!! Before I started working there!!!

But I guess I'll have to just wing it. I'm good at that...

GOD, I hope I get fired. I feel as though I've been praying for change to happen and this is the only change that has taken place. If I'm gonna get fired for anything I guess giving decaf to customers, would be on my list...

1) Throwing coffee in a rude persons' face
2) Stealing a whole bunch of shit.
3) Telling someone off, whom I work with.
4) Giving decaf shots to customers.
5) not showing up.


I would kinda go down in flames, in my mind. A blaze of glory!! But, walking in there and telling everyone to fuck off would be tactless.


I really need a digital camera. I have never really asked for one, and I dont know who could afford to give me one or who cares enough. I think that I'll just get rid of all my debt and charge up one of my credit cards again.

1) Espresso Machine. (or a REALLY good coffee pot)
2) digital Camera.
3) clothes.
4) a bed.
Those are not in any order of what's more important.


I should get going. I thought that I would have trouble straightening my hair, but lit was pretty easy.

Things I'm grateful for, so far:

1) My best friend (and for the fact that she doubles as my cousin)
2) My bomb-diggity hair straightening iron-thingy.
3) worship at church.
4) The people at my church.
5) God's grace, and how He just comes in and fixes my mistakes without me even asking.
6) My awesome collection of songs that I've downloaded.
7) My boobs.
Those are in no order...