I was rejected from the Marines.
I graduated (2 years early) from a Pinnacle Charter High School.
My diploma qualifies as a tier II education because it is a charter school.
Even despite my impeccable physical & 87 ASVAB scores the military doesnt want me to be a Marine.
This pretty much sucks.
So it's been a surreal weekend.
Sadly, my best friend landed herself in the hospital for extreme Salmonella poisoning, which first, interrupted my drug binge over the weekend that I was looking forward to. Secondly, it had me in & out of the hospital 15 miles away from my apartment.
Don't get me wrong, I love hospitals because Ive never had to stay in one. I had mad sympathy pains however for my effete friend whom was famished & sweating morphine for a 5-day stretch.
I was really looking forward to the drug binge.
To make a long story short I quit my job at the heart attack grill today. Their cook, Nurse Gail, will soon retire her greasy locker of nurse outfits & slut red accessories.
I can no longer stand the idea of needy fat people or dirty, suggestive outfits. The $15 an hour & outrageous bouts of drinking & slander arent worth my safety or mental trepidation at the moment.
After finding out I was denied from the Marines I was hired on the spot at a lingerie superstore Ive been shopping at for years.
Tomorrow(9 hours from now) is my first day without training & working for a 5% commission on top of $7.50 an hour.
Im mildly excited.
By the way, I was really looking forward to that drug binge.
I want to sleep for days & declare hiatus to anything that isnt distilled or transgressive.
As reality sinks in I harbor into the predictable & effective escape of Anthony Burgess & my flask & aviators glued to my fucking face while Im waiting for the hospital cafeteria to open at 6am. Alone.
What kind of girl steals the Swiss Miss cocoa mix for coffee creamer & verbally justifies it with ancestry.
Talking about your dead grandma & stealing in the hospital cafeteria line at 6am is no way to make friends.
I was supposed to be in the class of '09 so overhearing people talk about senior prom lately has me a little bitter that Ive been emancipated & working full time since '06.
Im not joining the Marines.
Im not joining the marines?
IM NOT JOINING THE MARINES?