So, I just finished having a delicious bowl of pho, made for me by my momma. Whenever she makes something good for dinner (which is actually all the time), I feel bad because I can't cook for shit and I know that I should probably take a few lessons from her. It would be cool to make something one day and have people say, "Wowoweewow, that was deeeeelicious!" and be able to reply with, "Oh, thank you, it's actually my mom's recipe!"
... Yeah. I will learn.
(I think that I've said before that I'll learn to cook and that hasn't totally happened, so, I won't take my word on it just yet)
Anyway, I am working four sucky shifts this week and I am compleeetely dreading it. My only days off are Thursday and Sunday, but I never work on Sundays, so it doesn't count. So, I actually only have one day off and I get to spend almost eight hours working with my manager, tomorrow :( What makes it worse is that people are so grumpy these days, now that it is getting hotter. Like, soooorrry that we ran out of lemonade and can't make you your precious Passion Tea Lemonade. It's not like there aren't a billion other drinks on the menu (!!!!) so pull that stick out of your ass or get out of our store. Srsly. This dude came into our store the other day, totally spazzed and was like, "THIS IS DESPICABLE!" (Referring to the fact that we had run out of lemonade... Who even uses the word "despicable" aside from grumpy old women in movies?! What a douchebag). Another guy just turned around and stomped out of the store, without saying anything, after I'd told him that there was no more lemonade at ANY Starbucks location in the district. Another douchebag. Some people are so rude.
Okay, off to play some more Rhythm Heaven. This game is such a bitch! But I'm determined to beat it.
Peeeeeeace ouuutttt
(... Yeah, I won't say that again).
P.S, My hair is getting so long now, it is starting to look like a weave.
