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My boss never fails to call me when I have a headache. Every time he calls me on a Friday, I've been napping with a headache but always have to go to work. Which is okay, because I'd rather work with Kelly than by myself. The three hours I have to be there seem to fly. So now I have to work every Friday from 6-9 and if we're not busy, I can go home earlier. After taxes, that's an extra 12 bucks or so a week, so I'm fine with that. I need to start saving for the stuff I'll need for college.
Yeah, I'm thinking about that and it's more than a year away. But I suppose if I don't, I'll never get a new computer, or new bedding, or whatever else you need in college. All I know is I'm not taking that star bedding with me. Sure it's cute and matches my room now, but eh..no. I don't even know why I think about college, I don't know what I want to do. Nothing makes me happy, I'm so fickle. I wish I was just one of those people who can be like "i'm going to be such and such" then they go to college and they end up being such and such. I've changed career choices about 30 times since 8th grade. Maybe not 30, but it's pretty much something new everyday. Watching "Trading Spaces"...'I want to be an interior designer'...watching "What Not to Wear"...'I want to be a personal stylist'...on the bus to the art museum...'It'd be really cool to do a singer's makeup.'...messing with my hair...'Maybe I'll be a hair stylist'...watching "Almost Famous"...'Maybe I'll work for a magazine.' Yeah, I change careers like I change my socks, and I change my socks a lot. I think I'll just end up working in a store or something for the rest of my life. Maybe I'll own one...nah.
Yeah, I'm thinking about that and it's more than a year away. But I suppose if I don't, I'll never get a new computer, or new bedding, or whatever else you need in college. All I know is I'm not taking that star bedding with me. Sure it's cute and matches my room now, but eh..no. I don't even know why I think about college, I don't know what I want to do. Nothing makes me happy, I'm so fickle. I wish I was just one of those people who can be like "i'm going to be such and such" then they go to college and they end up being such and such. I've changed career choices about 30 times since 8th grade. Maybe not 30, but it's pretty much something new everyday. Watching "Trading Spaces"...'I want to be an interior designer'...watching "What Not to Wear"...'I want to be a personal stylist'...on the bus to the art museum...'It'd be really cool to do a singer's makeup.'...messing with my hair...'Maybe I'll be a hair stylist'...watching "Almost Famous"...'Maybe I'll work for a magazine.' Yeah, I change careers like I change my socks, and I change my socks a lot. I think I'll just end up working in a store or something for the rest of my life. Maybe I'll own one...nah.