I got offered a job at Abercrombie kids today. The manager came up to me and asked me if I could work there and I told her I already worked for Hollister and I didn’t know if I was fired or not and she said she’d talk to Patrick and contact me. I don’t know if I want to do retail again though. It’s a nightmare. I want to make smoothies… That’s my dream job. Making smoothies and making sushi. I can make a pretty decent sushi roll thanks to my previous job I had at D.C. (Did you know that most sushi makers are guys because females have a different body temperature than males? We females are warmer than males which means our hands are warmer and this makes the sushi taste not as good or something like that. Yeah weird I know.) Or being a bartender. Or teaching little kids. Or being a prestigious interior designer in New York or something like that.  But still, I am a broke ass mf who needs some cash. Just checked my bank account and I have freaking $0.26 in there. I should declare bankruptcy since they charge $10 a month for me to have this bank account opened (jk dumb remark my bad, I know I can just close my account). Ripoff like crazy. I should rob a bank. I saw a Lie To Me episode today in AP Psych class and these guys were robbing a bank. Or I wish I could be like the guy in Jumper. Steal a shitload of cash and go off to Rome or something and live a luxurious and long life. I wish I could teleport, of course without a crazy black man trying to kill me. Gosh, now for some reason I really want to go to Georgetown. K, my irrelevant and boring post about my uninteresting life and problems is over.