So this week chad and I fly to florida to spend thanksgiving/ my birthday with the grandparents in sarasota. I cant wait to be idiots on the plane... shark tooth hunting in Venice beach... 2nd softest/ whitest sands in the world.
Grandma rules as well. Shes 88 this year, Im 25... our birthday is the same day. November 28th.
I hate my boss, which now makes me annoyed at work. I hate that feeling. I hate my apt. I hate rainy cold days in NYC. Why can't I find a damn job in NY?
My life is sucking. I am missing friends, and wanting friends.