﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>MedicatedIllusions's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from MedicatedIllusions</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions</link></image><item><title>Sunday, August 27, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/523251870/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/523251870/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 04:10:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I feel so confused.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;And so fucking tired.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But even more than that, confused. Everything I want feels so wrong, but it doesn't stop me from wanting it more everyday.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Oh yeah. Egnimatic messages. And probably poor spelling and grammar.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/523251870/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, August 07, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/516562737/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/516562737/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Aug 2006 03:27:49 GMT</pubDate><description>I had my first real shift as crew leader today. Misty clocked me in early, when I came in 15 minutes early so I could EAT since I hadn't eaten ALL DAY, but noooo she clocked me in early. Then AFTER I made my sandwich she sent me out to do errands! I didn't get to eat until after 8. We got out early tonight. I was happy. I shoulda done chips, but they get the truck tomorrow, so they can do them better once they get all the varieties in.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/516562737/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, June 11, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/495628029/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/495628029/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jun 2006 03:47:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I hate always being in trouble. 1) loosing my phone only hurt me. 2) being 3 hours late and not calling had &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;no&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; malicious intent. I just forgot to call. 3) I was not late more than 5 minutes. My mom said be home by 1:30, and I got in at 1:35. I can't help what my dad says. And if I say &lt;EM&gt;I will call you back and talk to you about it then,&lt;/EM&gt; that means answer the fucking phone then next 3 fucking times I call. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I should be able to go out with my friends, and &lt;EM&gt;not&lt;/EM&gt; have my parents thinking I'm getting high or drunk or fucking every person I see. I don't give a damn if it's Sonny and Kurtis, or Mandi and Cheryl, I haven't given them any reason to think that, and it's not fucking fair that they think that (I just realized I'm say fuck like every 5 words now). I can only go out with those two (prior) after work, and I always call, except for Tuesday. That was the ONE exception. And now I'm just the worst fucking kid in the world and I can't be trusted at any cost. Hell, they don't even trust me when I'm closing at work. They think I'm at a fucking club or something (I suppose the rap music blasting in the back doesn't really help, but what's the point of listening to shit music after we're closed). I am&amp;nbsp;so fucking sick of having no freedom, and them having no trust in me, when I haven't done shit to make them think otherwise. Except that one fucking time on Tuesday. And one mistake shouldn't be enough to brand me for life.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/495628029/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, June 05, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/493580632/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/493580632/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 23:03:17 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I hate summer school. It's so pointless. I'm not learning anything. I don't remember what we did on friday, and that's kinda sad when you think about it. Sad in a funny way.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;PE is stupid. It just is, beacase it is in PE's nature to be stupid. And health is boring, and it's like I'm back in french, cause I keep falling asleep. And then I go to work for awhile most days, and then I come home by 10 and go to bed by 11, to wake up at 6 the next morning. It's just SO MUCH FUN. &amp;lt;&amp;lt; I'm glad for the weekends though.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Saturday was pretty fun. I slept for most of the day until I had to go to work, and it was pretty fun working with Kurtis and Ashley. I stayed and helped them till closing, and then I drove Ashley home, and Kurtis and I went bowling till around 1. Which was only for like an hour, but whatever. It was fun.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Then Sunday pretty much sucked. I got sanitizer on my sandwich, and it made me sick today, I left my phone on the roof of my car and forgot it there, and the new little bitchy girl at work said I was lazy, when SHE'S the one standing around talking to her boyfriend for 20 fucking minutes. Stupid little bitch is gonna have half the store turned on her if she keeps it up. Efrem and Shawn already are down on her cause she stood around talking and doing nothing. Just more stress...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Someone wanna do something, e-mail me until I get a new cell. Which will hopefully be tomorrow since I just got paid and have money to buy one...&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/493580632/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 23, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/488010334/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/488010334/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 00:24:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://x99.xanga.com/0f8a0a52c173255730919/w37350555.gif" target=_new&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://x99.xanga.com/0f8a0a52c173255730919/w37350555.gif"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;Click it so it's not all transparent!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/488010334/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 08, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/482444089/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/482444089/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 15:33:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I'm bored and I'm in french, so I decided to type something. It's been over a month.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Comparative AP is tomorrow. I'm completely unprepared. It's an experimental AP supposedly, so that'll make it like obscenely harder. Experimental shit is always stupid hard. And I'm not prepared, so I have come to terms with the fact that I will probably get a 2. If I'm lucky haha&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;On Saturday at work&amp;nbsp;I washed a stack of small containers that was taller than I am. And that's just the small containers. All the sinks were full (we have 3, and they're big enough to hold me), and none of the lids were clean. We didn't have anything prepped for us, and we didn't have dishes to put what we prepped into to put away. It was pathetic. I stayed three hours late cause one guy didn't show up (so, for my whole shift we were missing one person's help that we should have had).&amp;nbsp;Sometimes, I really really hate that store.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/482444089/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, April 05, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/467997214/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/467997214/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 01:27:57 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;My manager hates me (that's my assumption), and not surprisingly I hate him even more.&amp;nbsp;He gave me &lt;STRONG&gt;five hours&lt;/STRONG&gt; this week. &lt;STRONG&gt;FIVE.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;You know how much I get after taxes? &lt;STRONG&gt;TWENTY FIVE DOLLARS.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;You know how much gas cost me last week when it was &lt;STRONG&gt;$2.39&lt;/STRONG&gt; a gallon? &lt;STRONG&gt;TWENTY SIX DOLLARS.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Guess how much it &lt;EM&gt;will&lt;/EM&gt; cost me to fill up tomorrow, since I have less than a quarter of a tank left, now that gas is &lt;STRONG&gt;$2.59&lt;/STRONG&gt; a gallon? &lt;STRONG&gt;AROUND THIRTY.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;If my manager won't give me more hours, I'm quitting and I'm looking for another job.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/467997214/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, March 22, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/461716614/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/461716614/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Mar 2006 18:27:49 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;Everyone say &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;HAPPY BELATED SWEET SIXTEEN&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;to Polina cause she's so awesome.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;And losers like me were unaware that it was her birthday ^^;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;Happy Birthday Polina, hope it was great!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/461716614/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, January 23, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/431369317/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/431369317/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 22:40:12 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;It's been over&amp;nbsp;a month since I've posted in this...nice...&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I started work today. Woot. It wasn't that bad really. I did a little of everything (I work at Subway). Cleaned. Made sandwhiches. Put some junk in the freezer. Fun fun. It was okay. Standing for 3 hours straight was a little tiring lol&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/431369317/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, December 17, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/408133647/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/408133647/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2005 01:28:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I hate Dell.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Saturday, I turned on teh comp to start my homework. Green lines are&amp;nbsp;&lt;STRONG&gt;all over&lt;/STRONG&gt; the screen. To the point where you can't read anything through them.&amp;nbsp;So we called Dell, thinking that they could do something. Sat on hold, got someone, went through a ton of tests, they say it's a &lt;STRONG&gt;software issue&lt;/STRONG&gt; and that our system files are &lt;STRONG&gt;corrupt&lt;/STRONG&gt;. So we should &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;reinstall windows&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;. Which causes you to loose &lt;STRONG&gt;everything&lt;/STRONG&gt; on your hard drive. So we backed up everything we had, and fucking reinstalled windows. &lt;STRONG&gt;Didn't solve&lt;/STRONG&gt; teh damn problem. So we go on for another few hours with Dell, oh, now it's a &lt;STRONG&gt;virus&lt;/STRONG&gt;. They don't cover that, we're screwed. But wait! It's teh &lt;STRONG&gt;video card&lt;/STRONG&gt;! Incredible! After &lt;STRONG&gt;six hours&lt;/STRONG&gt; they finally figured out what our problem was! But, alas, it was too late to save our files. Since they're already &lt;STRONG&gt;gone&lt;/STRONG&gt;.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The guy to install the new video card came &lt;STRONG&gt;Wednesday&lt;/STRONG&gt;. We got the internet back up on &lt;STRONG&gt;Thursday&lt;/STRONG&gt; (after another &lt;STRONG&gt;1 1/2 hours&lt;/STRONG&gt; with customer support for cox and dell, mostly dell since everyone there's from &lt;STRONG&gt;India&lt;/STRONG&gt;). It took me atleast &lt;STRONG&gt;3 1/2 hours&lt;/STRONG&gt; to reinstall all the security updates and junk from microsoft from the past &lt;STRONG&gt;two years&lt;/STRONG&gt;, figure out how to redownload the antivirus, then finish up installing various other programs from CDs, that I hadn't installed on Wednesday. I am &lt;STRONG&gt;still &lt;/STRONG&gt;reinstalling crap and figuring out what I've missed that we used to have. &lt;STRONG&gt;I hate Dell.&lt;/STRONG&gt; All in all, we talked to about &lt;STRONG&gt;eight people&lt;/STRONG&gt;, were on the phone for probably &lt;STRONG&gt;7ish hours&lt;/STRONG&gt; (most of which were spent on hold), and I don't know how long it's taken me to reinstall what I've already done.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/MedicatedIllusions/408133647/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>