I'm trying to get in the habit of blogging everyday again. I especially want to capture school memories as I will be done in 5 months.
Today was an interesting day. Some days I love my school, some days I hate my school. I don't want to focus too much on the negative but sometimes I have to vent. I might have to dust off the old journal that I got last year, so I don't have to vent so much on my blog. Anyway, I'm going to try to stay focused on graduation and getting out of there and getting on with my life. Some days are just harder than others.
One thing I will/have to say is I absolutely cannot stand drama-filled bitches. Really, is your life so miserable that you have to sit up & talk about everyone that walks into the room and/or cause so much drama & confusion. Either say it to their face or shut the fuck up! Really. Be a woman about yours. Oh, you can't cause you know you'll get knocked on your ass. Me personally want to karate chop you in the throat my damn self!
And if that's not the icing on the cake, you like to talk about yourself too! And not in a bad way, of course not. You like to name drop & talk about all you have, and all the money you have. Who gives a shit? Do you see a care anywhere on my face? Really, check my forehead..what about the eyes? Didn't think so, shut the hell up! If you had so much money, then why come back a few days later & tell a table full of people that you're broke & mama or somebody had to send you rent money. You sound like a dumb-ass, GO TO THE CORNER and stay!
People like to say I'm mean, but of course not to my face,lol..Really I'm not, I just say how I feel and if I don't give a shit...it is what it is..simple. Sometimes I forget I go to school with a bunch of 18-21 year old trust fund babies. It's done got to where I take my ipod charger to school with me, just in case. One day I forgot it in a rush to leave home and be on time. I turned the hell around & went back and got it, otherwise somebody was going to catch a wrath that day.
Right now I'm in the midst of distancing myself from the drama. I don't know if it's cause I'm older that people feel the need to complain to me about someone they have a problem with. I'm not a gossiper and I despise drama, so I usually change the subject or simply get up and walk away.
The last couple months I've been enjoying and looking forward to my Saturdays. Because I'm booked and have so many clients on Saturdays, there is no time for someone to come to me with b.s. By the time I'm done with my last client it's past time to go home.
Ahhh, the joys of beauty school. Who knew the beauty industry was so hormonal. LMAO