So i am back on the job hunt! Sadly i lost my job after a two and a half week hiatus because of a tragic glass accident. Basically just getting glass in my foot and needing surgery, getting the surgery and having to be off my feet for two weeks. Now i have to find a new job which is near impossible here in Michigan with our shitty economy. I need to save up money though if i want to try and go to a better culinary school (better than WCC that is). Of course now i have come down with a horrible cough/cold which was caught from Gabe.. THANK YOU VERY MUCH GABE! Anyway wish me luck.
Photos from the ER a few days before my surgery.
Top: My foot after they cut it open for the 2nd time
Bottom: Uma was a trooper she took me to the ER and sat with me the whole the time and even got us food! I love her.
Inhale deeper
- Julia: smoke the cough away right gabe?
- Gabrielle: always
- Julia: cough cough its not workng haha +i
- Gabrielle: well then inhale deeper! (just kidding...)
- Julia: ha you are trying to kill me
- Gabrielle: of course not. OH MY GOD ITS 4 GOOD NIGHT
- Julia: GOOD NIGHT SIR
HELP
It seems that these days all i can do is write crappy poetry and post it here. Maybe this has something to do with being immobile. I have a feeling it is. I can barely walk, it is such a chore. Hopefully Friday i will get my stitches out, until then i suffer the fact that my friends prefer people who can walk and drink over literally lame me.
Sucks that it is almost Halloween too! My favourite holiday will most likely be spent at my house handing out candy to kids and then off to my lonely room to be alone. No body likes a cripple that can’t do shit. I can’t even do anything for myself. I need so much help all the time. People are more than willing to help me too, don’t get me wrong, but i feel horrible asking for help all the time
I am used to helping others out, not asking for help.
