Where did I go wrong?
I intended for my first journal entry to this journal to be a positive one, but it isn't going to turn out that way.
After work my friend Chelsea and I went to Target to pick up a few things. A paper towel holder, pair of earrings, body wash, hand soap, a birthday outfit for Friday, a few cups and a couple bowls. I had just deposited my check into the bank yesterday, so I assumed it would have been in my account by now.
I was wrong.
At the checkout stand when I tried to pay using my debit card, I kept receiving this message "invalid pin number." It wasn't invalid, I know it wasn't. I tried it about five different times, and the lady even tried swipping it through her little thing, but to no avail. I was so embarassed .. I was about to put everything I got back, but my friend paid for everything for me. All $77 dollars worth. That's so much money... no one has ever done something like that for me before.
When I got to my car I called my Mom and told her what happened and immediately started crying. When I got to my apartment I checked my account to see if the money had gone through... but I got the same error. "User ID is not active." What the hell?
So now I've gone from worried to totally... freaking out. I just stopped crying about ten minutes ago. Thanks to sekundes for that, he called me down a bit. I'm not going to call the bank without my Mom around, because I'm afraid that that I'll start bawling on the phone... and that just seems so childish to me when you're talking to customer service.
...So I'm going to check back again tomorrow and see if anything changed, which I'm praying does.
Anyway.
My friend Chelsea from work has been babbling to everyone about my birthday. I don't like it when people know it's my birthday, because I get all embarassed. I know my team is planning something. When it's someones birthday I usually decorate their desk... and I go a bit overboard. I'm hoping they don't do that to me, heh. The head designer of our company is also throwing us all a pizza party on said day because of what an awesome job we did last year. I'm praying someone doesn't just blurt out it's my birthday and they sing. I'll blush so hard, lol.
Chelsea also intends to get me dead drunk on Friday (Saturday, my actualy birthday, I'll be going to my parents house). She keeps spitting out these different drinks I've never heard of. I just don't want to get sick, vomit and pass out on the floor. Atleast she's letting me spend the night over so I don't have to drive back. Wouldn't that have been nice if I got pulled over for drunk driving on my 21st birthday.
You might be wondering why I made a new journal. I just felt I've had that for so long I needed a change. A new slate. It's a new year and I'm going to try to make the best out of it as I can. Changing the way I do things. Improve my self esteem some and try not to be so negative. ceremony is meant to be a celebration of my, hopefully... new life. My life, that I want to save.
After work my friend Chelsea and I went to Target to pick up a few things. A paper towel holder, pair of earrings, body wash, hand soap, a birthday outfit for Friday, a few cups and a couple bowls. I had just deposited my check into the bank yesterday, so I assumed it would have been in my account by now.
I was wrong.
At the checkout stand when I tried to pay using my debit card, I kept receiving this message "invalid pin number." It wasn't invalid, I know it wasn't. I tried it about five different times, and the lady even tried swipping it through her little thing, but to no avail. I was so embarassed .. I was about to put everything I got back, but my friend paid for everything for me. All $77 dollars worth. That's so much money... no one has ever done something like that for me before.
When I got to my car I called my Mom and told her what happened and immediately started crying. When I got to my apartment I checked my account to see if the money had gone through... but I got the same error. "User ID is not active." What the hell?
So now I've gone from worried to totally... freaking out. I just stopped crying about ten minutes ago. Thanks to sekundes for that, he called me down a bit. I'm not going to call the bank without my Mom around, because I'm afraid that that I'll start bawling on the phone... and that just seems so childish to me when you're talking to customer service.
...So I'm going to check back again tomorrow and see if anything changed, which I'm praying does.
Anyway.
My friend Chelsea from work has been babbling to everyone about my birthday. I don't like it when people know it's my birthday, because I get all embarassed. I know my team is planning something. When it's someones birthday I usually decorate their desk... and I go a bit overboard. I'm hoping they don't do that to me, heh. The head designer of our company is also throwing us all a pizza party on said day because of what an awesome job we did last year. I'm praying someone doesn't just blurt out it's my birthday and they sing. I'll blush so hard, lol.
Chelsea also intends to get me dead drunk on Friday (Saturday, my actualy birthday, I'll be going to my parents house). She keeps spitting out these different drinks I've never heard of. I just don't want to get sick, vomit and pass out on the floor. Atleast she's letting me spend the night over so I don't have to drive back. Wouldn't that have been nice if I got pulled over for drunk driving on my 21st birthday.
You might be wondering why I made a new journal. I just felt I've had that for so long I needed a change. A new slate. It's a new year and I'm going to try to make the best out of it as I can. Changing the way I do things. Improve my self esteem some and try not to be so negative. ceremony is meant to be a celebration of my, hopefully... new life. My life, that I want to save.