Peanuts Is Love
That's for Jon, because he's the best Charlie Brown ever.
Anyway, I worked today from 12-5. No customers using counterfeit bills or anything, so it was slightly boring. I did a lot of running around (in heels, no less- I'm all grown up, Court! lol) and helped customers out. Dad came in to give me my Avenue Q shirt (AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I feel like I can't say anything in here anymore without offending anyone. If I don't mention a name or if I say how I feel about something, it's bound to piss someone off. I wish I was one of those people who just didn't give a shit, but the fact is that I do care. The great thing is that when someone really gets upset at you, they don't tell you anything. They tell someone else, get it out of their system, and save it for when they're REALLY fucking mad at you. As in, "And do you remember last Christmas when you fill in the blank with some incredibly asinine act you don't even remember doing? I hated that!"
The other part of it is that other people have used their livejournals in negative ways, towards myself and towards other friends/peers/acquaintances. I've tried to keep that do a bare minimum in my own livejournal, and since the past couple weeks have been difficult in the area of friendships, I've had less and less to say due to that fact. Otherwise, I'd be bitching people out via my journal.
Which is why I feel totally censored.