I'LL MAKE YOUR $%&@#%& UNIVERSE.

Fuck this job. I called in this morning because feel like death. I had some eating issues that probably created it the night before, but I woke up with some server stomach pains and nausea. SO. I get the bitch I fucking can't stand who NEVER works but bosses us around on the phone. I told her I don't think I can make it and that I feel very ill... and she tells me. "Well just to let you know, you're going to be talked to when you next come in. Because you're suppose to give us a 2 hour warning." Okay well, I called in earlier, no one picked up. So I called in as soon as the store opened, and then someone picked up. I have to start at 9:45. So you're telling me I'm going to get yelled at for calling an hour and 45/50 minutes ahead of time instead of 2? That sounds really fucking ridiculous and if I get fucking yelled at they can kiss my ass goodbye.

I never fucking call into work unless I feel that much pain.

I JUST WANT TO SAY. HANA, YOU ARE AN ANGEL.

I just destroyed one of my doll wigs that a friend gave to me as a present. :/ I want to cry. It was put back all retarded and curled and mangled because someone went through my dolls clothing and was annoying and careless. So I figured why not try and fix it?.... well the water was accidentally too hot and now it's a tangled unmanageable mess. *sigh* It was leeke too.

...off to cry now.

NO NO NOOOOOO. YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME KUROSHITSUJIIIII. NOOOOO. ;O; *cries like a baby*