Wow I just noticed that I have not been blogging as much as i should have been. I keep telling myself that I am going to do it, but then i lose my energy because I just spout off my entire train of thought to my roommate.
Like the other day (about a week or so ago, maybe two weeks??) I had gone to a meeting with some people who I had met at walmart who had some business thing going on and wanted us to join. I was not quite sure what they were up to or how their business worked, so i went to the meeting out of curiosity and realized that the people who had seemed normal previously were now completely insane weird chanting and shouting lunatics. The whole point of their business system (ok so i don't know if i am actually allowed to explain all the secrets...) is to pretty much make money off of a website and then from teaching other people to make websites, and by teaching them you get money from their site as well, and anyone they teach, so it just sounds like you get paid for a bunch of shit you never did. I don't like and/or trust these people after hearing how they all had to justify their means of getting money over and over repetitively, like just saying it is fine will make it somehow ok. Then, they were all in fancy business attire and had told me to wear whatever I was comfortable in. That sucked, because I wore a bright orange t-shirt and jeans, and I very much stood out. If that weren't bad enough, everyone noticed I was new there and had to come introduce themselves and come say how they were glad I could be there and hopefully be a part of their team.
Now, I know this doesn't sound so bad, people all being friendly and whatnot, but the thing is, I am pretty sure that if I joined in their business, they would all make money off of me and my business for doing nothing but knowing me and that is not cool. Any money I earn I want to be my money. I should only make money off of work that I myself do, not other people who also work. Gosh. That would be like teachers teaching kids to be teachers, and then every time one actually was a teacher, and taught other kids to be teachers, the first would get exponentially more money. It does not make sense at all! People should get paid for work that they do, and not for work that others they taught do.
On a completely other note, I recently have obtained some hermit crabs from my local pet store and have designed a habitat for them and one of them already changed out of a non-fitting shell she came in from the store. They all look extremely happy in this new tank and keep running and climbing around and hanging out together like best friends. It is adorable. I also realized that I can feed them other foods besides the stuff you can buy in a little jar from the stores (thank you, Internet) and that they really like honey bunches of oats. It was the only cereal I had around and I gave it a shot to see if they actually would eat them, and crushed a few flakes up. Next thing I knew, they were crowded around the dish all grabbing out bits and eating them like they were the best food they had ever eaten. Gosh I love my little hermies SO much! They really do love to climb around and be social, so I am pretty sure these ones are much happier than the ones I had as a child, who were lonely in a tiny tank with nothing to climb. Yayyy hermies!
Oh my gosh, I don't remember if I told you guys, but I got a job finally!! One of the places I applied to actually called me back and wanted to interview me, and they liked me and I got the job! My job title, hilariously enough, is Service Champion. Champion? Really? Ok, that's kind of cool. Maybe I can get all ego-filled because I have a cool title. I mean, maybe I am like a super hero! Maybe it is my job to help all hungry taco-wanting people to finally obtain their lifetime want of eating another Taco!!! All I have to do is work nights with the crazy drunk (or at least they will be once school starts) college kids at 2am! Ohhhhh. Maybe that's why I shall be a champion, for not attempting to murder the annoying drunk and hungover kids when they come to order and don't even know what they want. Like the one kid I saw order seven cheeseburgers and 20 chicken nuggets at McDonald's for just himself, and five minutes after paying was like, "Whoaaahh. Why did I buy seven cheeseburgers???". Great. Yes it will definitely take a champion to deal with all the drunk people who have no idea what is going on or where they are. And I will be the best champion of them all!! I will be Service Champion CHAMPION!! Hahahhahaahahaha. Which just makes me think of the Pokemon theme song, "I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was, dun dun dun, to catch them is my true test, to train them is my cause!!! POKEMON!" Oh, those were the days. When all it took to think you were the greatest person ever was to catch a bunch of Pokemon on a game and defeat the Elite Four. Yeah, now to be a great person, I have to have a job, and go to college, and like, make something of my life. Wtf
Speaking of money, I noticed that it is ridiculously hard to keep. It is easily lost when it finds shiny objects or food, it doesn't cooperate and stay where you put it, it likes living with everyone except myself, and it burns holes in my pockets. And a lot of the time I have none, until I find a little again miraculously and it seems to think that I need food and takes off again. Like a really bad kid, or a stupid dog. It never stays long. Maybe, it just doesn't like me like I like it. But I need it so bad to survive.
Question: Is college really necessary? I mean, everyone says it is. But I really don't feel like it is where I belong, what I am supposed to be doing with my life. I suck at planning for the future, and doing pointless homework, and sitting through lectures that put me to sleep. Maybe I don't belong there, but if not, then what am I supposed to do with my life? Work in a restaurant or factory my whole life? Would that really be so bad? What kinds of jobs would actually suit me and my personality? I guess that life is a game of trial and error. I just have to figure out what to do on my own, there is no set rules on how I should live my life. I will just go out there, into the world, and find the best me that I can be.
So, hopefully I will blog more lately, let my feelings out, try to let the world help me find who I am. Gosh that sounds cheesy. Here, how about I just try to blog more, so that I have something to do. Yep, that sounds better.
Bye for now everyone!
