I need a job. i hate looking for a job.
Sharing a iced tea with a sick person is not a good idea.
What a wierdo? My ex manager called me out today for drinks….
I think he wants to get in me….hahahahahahahahahaha!
No way looser, i’ll come drink but.
I think i need more clothes. So i think i need a job.
Thinking of perth city better jobs better people.
No one tries to talk to you, those wired buds stuck in their ears…soo unsociable.
and Train rides mean reading all those books that i plan to read.