My Tattoo!!

My mom and I got our tattoos, and SWEETFUCKINGMOTHEROFDANCINGNAKEDJESUS!

It hurt.  It really hurt, but I turned out nice and I likes it.



And that's pretty much all that's happening in my life.

I know, my life, it is, how you say, exciting.

Though my bosses did threaten to fire me.

But I don't wanna talk about that.

Oye.

EDIT: My bosses think I'm not doing well enough, that I should be perfect as a secretary, not still learning. So, shocking Anna, the lady that trained me, they gave me 90 days to get better or get fired.

Meh. It won't happen, but yeah, major downer.

I kinda don't want to talk about it, but it is a major occurrence in my life recently. It just sucks and I was freaked out for a week, but I'm feeling better about it. But it turns out the there was stuff said about my performance that wasn't true, but cast me in a bad light.

*sings... badly*

I will survive!