Nose is bleeding and I’m getting nauseous.

Just saw my bag in a magazine for $278.00. I paid 8.99.

I love my job.

You are my safe place

Such a simple, good day.

I always miss you when you’re gone.

Drifting

Working my boring 4:30 to close shift when some skeevy looking guy comes into the store sweating bullets and mumbling things under his breath. About two seconds later the cops come rushing in chasing after him. Apparently the guy had a gun on him. They tackle him to the floor and drag him out in handcuffs. It was kind of terrifying.

I thought this kind of stuff only happened at the Woonsockett store.

Thomas Hardy,

I’m really sorry for comparing your work to Gossip Girl and therefore insulting you in the worst way possible. No hard feelings man.

XOXO,

Gossip Girl

Just kidding.

Sitting in info today telling a story that required me to say “I smoked some WICKED good weed right before school”, and of course the second I did the room went silent and Mrs. Decesare gave me such a look. Awkward.

Tomorrow everything is going to be different. Tomorrow is the first day of fall.

Tomorrow is September 22. I know the day in my head. I know it’s important. I just can’t remember why.

Good day. Good weather. Good mood.

You put a smile on my face.

I know I won’t be leaving here with you.

I shouldn’t want to stab you this much, it is probably unhealthy.

I can’t stay like this forever.

I really do hate going to the doctor’s.

I promised.

I found someone to go apple picking with me. A+

I secretly have the littlest crush on you. I can’t help it. You don’t even know my name. We’re kind of complete strangers. This is weird.

I love being so bored/unchallenged with Western Civ that I can sit in the back with Jessica and recast Mean Girls with kids from our class <3

Landmark Hospital is the most disgusting place.

Dear Cumberland High School,

No, I will not take some intro to computer engineering class with a bunch of gangsters and soon to be drop outs. However, I will be happy to take all of the classes that you promised to and confirmed with me.

Thanks,

Andrea

P.S. I don’t care how bratty this sounds.  

A women running around the store looking for her son and yelling in the most perfect Spanish accent..wait for it..”Alejandro! Alejandro!”

I feel like I’m a part of the first 30 seconds of an episode of House.

Work called me in for a couple of hours to help prepare the store for our obnoxious Labor Day Sale tomorrow. I stocked the registers, made sure everyone knew how to use the intercom/how to put people on hold and how to change the paper in the registers. I’m not sure why I needed to be the one to take care of that because last time I checked we have three managers who have nothing to to besides manage.