Need a man who likes it rough, needs it rough, gives it rough.

I just went for a major run/sprint/workout/situps/suicide since 10, and I must say, I feel absolutely amazing. Tonight I have to go to work again, around 4ish, so the fun never ends for me. I must say, I feel much stronger and confident (thanks babe). So last night was absoloutely miserable on several occasions- I got there around 5:45 and stayed until around 1:50, and even though I worked at a small party- they had a consumption bar with no bartender, meaning, that I had to get the drinks for them, mark what they bought down, and I had to do this for EVERYBODY at the party. It was really bad because they ended up drinking tons of booze. Those bastards didnt even tip me. (Nobody ever tips. Please tip the bartender when your at a banquet hall- at LEAST the bartender, anyways.) Anywho, by the end of the night, I cleaned up that hall myself, then I had to go to the other hall where the wedding was, and clean that too. There was a lot of drunk sunovabitches, and I hate drunk people. 10 minutes before I was able to go, the damn asshole dj's pop the confetti, and I don't think I've ever hated multicouloured paper so much. Fuck you rainbow. Anwyays, do you know that person at the end of the night cleaning up the confetti with the most miserable, pissed off 'if looks could kill, i'd be dead' faces? Yeah, that was me. And just so you know ram, I didn't have the pleasure of having a big mop. I had a small little broom with one of the dustpan things. Yeah, totally not cool. The best thing about last night though, even though my feet were aching and my body was DYING to sleep, at least I got to talk to somebody as he made fun of my confetti-cleaning extravaganza. He should know he's not funny. (And as I was putting on some clear mascara today, after I curled my eyelashes, I got really really really really mad at the fact you exist.) (He should know though, he has the most amazing voice ever, and hopefully I can talk to him again soon. It definitely made my night.) Anyways, today is going to be better, I have to work at an asian wedding, but since there is no way we could pick up the asian serving style (12 courses, specific ways of serving the food, I did it once, we started sercing the food around 7, I sware to god, we didn't finish until 11. It was the worst expeirence I have EVER had) so i'm just there to serve h'ors du oveurs, and drinks, whatever. Hopefully I stay to serve the sweet table so I can make a few good hours worth of pay doing almost nothing. OH! god bless the holiday tomorrow- I don't have to go to the pool- I'm going to wasaga with my dad, then collingwood at night to chill (then respectively, wait 2394723982374928374923847 hours in traffic to get home) (My dad is on holiday, so he does not care in the slightest)
And as for now? I'm going to vaughan mills to pick up a pair of lulu lemons for myself. I deserve a treat, I think.

jnssa stoma

ps. i forgot what i was going to say here, but i really like lady gaga.
pps. I remember now- I have a blog im really excited to do for tonight. :)