New job, since a few weeks ago, Color-Me-Mine, while still working at my old job. I know, hey, I'm not complaining, just saying, I'm learning to deal with all different kinds of people. My boss's mom is the owner of the store. My boss's mom, is the owner, and thinks she is God, she thinks she is better than everyone else, "You, come here." I'm sorry, I have a name, it's Lauren, look, see, my name tag? That's what i really wanted to say to her, but i didn't. At my other job, I do a lot of nothing, but what I do, do, is probably one of the most important things in the whole store. It's cool, it's life. But today, after work, i went to get my car washed, cool, awesome, nice clean car. What? Get home, scratches on around my car, both sides, ridiculous. I called, and spoke to, "George" pronounced, HORE HAY. He could possibly be on of the dumbest human beings i've had a conversation with over the phone. YOU are paying for my car to be repainted. And yesterday, I before work, i got in a fight with the parents, but it turned into something that contained tearing up, and deep convo. about how I am approaching the biggest milestone in my life, surprisingly this didn't come from my mom, it came from dear old d a d. I dont know, really? Anyway, when I talked to HORE HAY he told me to come before 730, right? So i was going to meet my mom there so she would know what was going on, i had to go back to the car wash and have them look at my car, my mom got there before me and told me that they had cones up as if they were closed. So i call, and some guy tells me that they are closed, and i talk to HORE HAY, he confuses himself, but then remembers oh wait, we DO CLOSE at 630, we OPEN at 730, HOREHAY, OH HAIL NO. So i guess i'm going back tomorrow with my dad, haha this should be fun. On my way back from driving to the carwash, after finding out they were CLOSED, i was freaking out about orientation/college, work, my ticket/courtdate, and the scratches all over my car, blasting Sherwood, and I pull up beind a car that has "Harvest Crusade" stickers, and their license plate said, "WWJD" I didn't really know what to think, so i just laughed, and continued to drive home. I read something about chronic stress disorder in a magazine yesterday.
peace
laurenklein
i know that picture really sucks. but it was taken from a roof top in san fran. How I love love love that place. COLLEGE started yesterday, petitioning is what I have to do to get in. Oye, whatever. I feel so tired emotionally. Hate ems. Oh well, I feel like I should be seeing mae soon, this time last year, it was like one big mae party in the summer. But neh, they're taking over the east coast. thanks guys. 
